Turtle

There’s a turtlesleeping under medown in the turquoise depthswhere Neptune dreams.There’s a turtlesleeping under me,its belly soft and gleamingfloating with the currentfeasting on the sea grass.There’s a chalicewith my name on,full of dead men’s hopes& red eyed coral.Where the jelly fishstream to sting mewhere the white sharkhovers hungrily..