Boat of Deadly Dreams

A painting downstairs oppresses me
Sitting on a plain white wall, staring at me
Isn’t it meant to bring colour to the room?
I look into the painting
A boat lying on stormy waters
Underneath blackened skies
Rocking backwards, forwards
The height of the boat looms
Over the ocean
This boat is ruinous
This boat is here to kill

I’m here too
Trembling, quaking
I have to stop it, I can’t move
I am paralysed with fear
It powers away
A moment of light
Rain thunders down again
It has destroyed