The Hidden Perils of the Shallows

by grimbeau



once while  drowning


in the Black Sea

a big black boat

snook up and jumped

me from behind

after some time I

pulled what of me

was left together

tucked it up safe in

screeds of belly lard.

a rescue party

arrived and asked

me if I’d seen me.

I said a curt yet

polite no and

crawled back ashore.

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