This is a poem about two lovers, well past lovers, who are now on the same ship; one has become so outraged and love crazy with the other that they have set fire to the cruse ship they're on. The italics are the couples past. I explain the poem as it doesn't make too much sense as the lines are taken from picking random words from a book. Which amazes me that it can actually create such beautiful and understandable verse.
Sea Burnt Lovers
They no longer cared for themselves
Heart
beating faintly; twisted in the deep shadows
Silently, slowly: he smiled
Flame
flickering like beating drums
Rhythm,
music, fire
A
flame that burnt the picture into the hearts and minds;
Blessed
oblivion
Dusk
The lights drawn in bed
Softly, eyes lying
between them
Clear: what was to become
of the inevitable
Even in half light a
pleasant open- face
‘I can’t resist leaving you’
You
were right: there is no magic
Music,
dancing, dance all day
Months living high
Seas living free
We are of the same blood
Not
time
We
are of the same time
Not
blood
We shall
live reasonably
‘So eggs split wide open,
starving souls’
Well, not
for you
In any scheme all you
need is courage
The end of a bad dream
To grin and say, so what?
The beginning
of what lies in store for you
Night, midnight
The
darkness beaming, great moon faces
Feeding
their guns and squeezing their triggers
Too close, too powerful
Incandescent
brilliance, dazzling, magnificent
Fiercely
inevitable
Alight with
joy
You, you, me
Hope
Lost contact
Am
continuing search
“Lost
contact!”
The sea was on fire
Flat,
calm
A
vast carpet of licking, twisting flames
Heart
stopping
For
flames devour all life
He’s
drowning:
Grave, lips
She
fought
In a bad dream
Bit
of time: get clear
The
pain
The
night
Your hands
I’m
afraid
A
low voice
Splutter
Heavy
Sinking
