a sunken body
under the pressure of the ocean
breathing fire into bubbles that never want to pop
scorched esophagus scraped by screams
creaking out of the cracks of its fissured lips

one of the creatures that should have been left
undiscovered by man
the part of the universe that insists on being avoided
its flesh cracks open 
toxins release
corpses float on the water's surface

flames burning to an inferno
the hell restrained by the frayed thread
hope long since diminished
obligation chains it in place

raw panic forces a storm over the waves
rope burns torn skin
lacerations recieved without complaint
wounds inflicted on itself

a blast of heat from each gash
smothers the sand beneath its feet 
molten glass fuels an already 
active volcano clings to the dormancy it so craves

a slipperey slope
cooled and smoothed
one thousand leagues beneath
the touch of sunlight

hidden away to die
squirmed into an ocean crevice
crawled under a porch
out of the way to end a bad joke

once familiar with gentle heat
a sun stifled under twelve thousand tons
suffocating choking asphyxiated
water that should be known more as cement

less than a mile from the surface
riptide sucks it under 
knocks bubbles of hope filled lies
from a gut scarred and shriveled

the depth is all it knows