10 Mar 2017

A Primal Fear

A calculated risk
dipping a toe
in unknown waters,
breaking surface tension
expecting to feel naked ankles
brushed by plaster belmonites.
Wiggling toes gripped by 
pink whiteness
ten foot spider crab
claws poking out from behind glass
secured decades before.
This japanese monster loose
stalking fear on a tide of blood
should I venture too far from sure.

Pale sunlight spears Triassic waves
through black nylon gloom
drawn tight across a view
Ichthyosaur regards me with
a gleam of savage patience.
Aeons passing a saucer eye
awaiting the moment to strike
in dusty galleries as the
limbic screams retreat 
decades after haunting
every stretch of darkness
with gently smiling
jaws.