This is like
Drowning
in a Sea of
Doubt.
There are no
Definifitive
titles to tell
Dazzled
potential lovers which
Denizens
in the suspect
Deep
are heart eaters.

Do
you remember the
Description
of the last
Dobhar-chú?
Memory makes nebulas.
Damn
that black billow!
Duplicitous
as always in
Dragging
the past forward,
Dredging
up memeories of
Desperate
pain.

How to know,
Draggeled
as you are,
Druery
when it’s true?
How to quell,
Dumb
with inside insecurity,
Devastating
questions which do
Dishonor?