Trawlers

Derision falls upon the heart
Wordbound trawlers from deep black sea
Their catch of bones long since gnawed on
As silver forms dance near the shore

Wordbound trawlers from deep black sea
In their envious and starved wrath
They sail blind into foreign reefs
Reeling from the water's beauty
 
Their catch of bones long since gnawed on—
Pulled from the depths of the reefs, cries
Their death, in service of a bloom
Their skeletons nibble now, still

As silver forms dance near the shore
Corpses deceive the eye and mind
The Crashing waves fall on deaf ears
The heart will fish for the glimmers