Sea green isle
Inside a sea blue ****
Hook loop and pull
Pulling parts and mouth
And skin off in chunks.
Stranded inside a swarm
of flight, filled festering
Leaping from the sea to the sea
Feasting on pieces of me
Pulled shut, wind whirring
hoping you don't text me
hoping you text me
Sep 28, 2019
Sep 28, 2019 at 10:15 PM UTC
Sea green isle
Inside a sea blue ****
Hook loop and pull
Pulling parts and mouth
And skin off in chunks.
Stranded inside a swarm
of flight, filled festering
Leaping from the sea to the sea
Feasting on pieces of me
Pulled shut, wind whirring
hoping you don't text me
hoping you text me
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