To Sea Things

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Photo: Lamma Island, Hong Kong

The deep rumbling of unease as it garbles and gurgles,
violence flowing up,
extremities are numb,
brain is afire,
in angst.
The tide reaches the throat,
the mind nets it in,
waves thrashing at the esophagus,
pounding,
let me out.
In reply,
Silence.
Slight vibration,
here it comes.
The dam is released,
exploding,
fish,
seagull feathers afloat on the surface,
gushing sea foam mile high,
electric air,
breathing is shallow,
foggy mind,
pain.
What is it?
Pensive once again,
this is my frustration.