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Kopter Zero Jul 2016
Somewhere it is dark.
I do not want to be there.
I fall into it.
Kopter Zero Jul 2016
A vessel shaped
In a form I cannot see
Tries to fit me in.
Kopter Zero Jul 2016
I'm so distracted.
I dart here, there, everywhere ...
Wait, what did I say?
Kopter Zero Jul 2016
Drawing in the tide,
Plastic ships bouncing, sinking;
My white whale beckons.
Kopter Zero Jul 2016
My little finger
Twitched; this only ever happens
When they change something.
Kopter Zero Jul 2016
Okay, where are we?
I'm disoriented now.
(Can I stop swimming?)
Kopter Zero Jul 2016
Periwinkle bloom,
Overlaying what remains
Of an unlived life.
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