Between the Devil and the Deep (Poem)

So says even the most experienced upon open waves,

Caught between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea.

In the midst of mists.

Surrounded by water.

Too late now, why bother?

So say the lost. 

Woe is me, then who could save thee now?

Between the Devil and the deep.

Cruel.

Caught between,

and yet it seems Impossible.

Don’t anticipate a return aboard wretched vessels,

Unless you could swim away.

And who could?

Away from who…?

No. Nobody. No one. Nothing.

Between the Devil?

And I?

Or the deep blue sea?

See who speaks back when muteness strikes the blind.

Finding it harder to take you seriously.

Serious.

The Devil.