The farcry
ranges out
wades not
oceanic oxide
parasite foam
wades not
oceanic oxide
parasite foam
there diver
death culminates
you asphyxiate
the foamy frills
a worker's parallel
curves into
tentacles
and worms
no,
water
is free
life endures
exotic replenishes
1 comment:
I like the way the poem altogether appears on the page. It looks like a thin wine glass. Perhaps that has something to do with the idea of sensing life.
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