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Mar 2011
I didn't feel the hit but
I can feel the bruises

Numb and noxious and nothing
touched me while I looked sideways
laying down breathing heavily trying to

Creep back to the corner to crouch down amid
the thunder of the blackblueberry and the asundered boat
floating on my horizon and anchoring itself to an eyelash

Before it fell to planks and sheets
Before it sunk beneath the black and the blue
Elizabeth
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Elizabeth
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