Sea Gherkin Fugue

Grimbeau

Hirsed

…floorsucker  churns, provokes

gaspings and breathings

safe depthiness is spored

making me splutter

like a pudgy, tetchy baby.

This grief hugs me hollow.

fig lungs implode:

Lites

Bladderwrack

& oyster beards

strangle raddled eyes

Blasted by terror

we stare in mirrors

for escape not reflection.

Look there only when

lamp posts resemble fate.

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