CRUSTACEOUS

Furtive and feeble
Fervors come fleeting
Friends are now few
Foes even fewer
Golden terrains
Mere hollow remains
Of pestiferous salad days

Sing me to sleep
The siren at sea
Sights that I've seen
Shudders and screams
Down in the depths
What left me bereft
Scraping and clawing the walls of death

Under spells of time
The crustaceous caves in tonight

Tarnished and tethered
Tossing in tremors
Tranquil at times
Tarried and tired
A bed was made
And here will lay
The process of decay

Under spells of time
The crustaceous caves in
Left to death and dreams
The somnambulist falls asleep



Credits
Writer(s): Karl Bolander
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