Sepia

unh­oly batt­le­ship
sun­ken in sepia
rot­ten and rusty
under­ne­ath scandinavia

of mons­trous magni­tude
quite con­fi­den­tial and
all wrap­ped in soli­tude
com­forting enemy

gaping abyss are all
sea­led in your memory
ben­ding the world for you
trap­ped in a melody

cir­ca­dian thun­der­storms
eating your sanity
meet the accor­dion
working your vanity