Category Archives: Gerard Mullan

FLOODED BY GREY

I fell into the ocean,
gasping for air
until my lungs filled with water
and I breathed

deeper than ever before
I breathed
pulling it into me
like a clear plastic packet
filled with cool waters
Lung shaped holes
something that was not me.

I breathed
Something slyly working within,
an impossibility
as my arteries pulled in the cordoned waters
so cold, so numb.
Eyes open
blinking
How am I not dead?

Another gasp
the water rushes into my heart
So cold, so numb,
and warm it
to a low Celsius.

I’m drifting
between two grey chasms.
Not certain where I belong
nor whether there is any difference
between the two.