Submarine I had a dream, which was all but a big delusion,
The sun was going down in the Indian ocean.
The sky was getting darker to be darkest
The moon was coming up higher and higher.
The North Star stares steady on my back.
The cool fresh air cooling body sensations.
I was sitting on the top of the ocean beach.
The sound of song is getting louder and louder.
Someone is coming closer and closer form left.
Suddenly I felt worm breath on my bare neck.
It was like a angle of the death is saying,
“I am here to take you drown in the ocean,
so you don't have to inhale this dirty dust,
Hurry! Getup, don’t worry just you will be
six month to a year in the submarine.
I am sure there will no tornado but
we will have Doritos for a snacks."
Edited by K, Francis E.
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