in my sweet little nest
i imagine the sea
from my laminate floor
driftwood scrap pvc
from my tables and drawers
with organised cutlery
all turns into pollutant
clotting the artery
damming the river of styx
i imagine the sea
the great garbage patch of my life
climbing my landlord-white walls
i imagine it
swallowing me
i turn belly up
instead of the sunlight
the cheapest lamp fixture and dead coral ceiling
are kissing my carcass