the ocean becomes a
myriad of sequin voice glimmer
when the micro stir the body
megas stretches white fingers at the sky-
crash into the Great
his inverted eye and tangled beard
covers the water
with raging neglect
can I see the ocean
without rejecting the micro-
saga
megas
voice
HUM i HeruUhaM spirare plus tus of Be tweihn(ai)
1 comment:
Nice poem, very evocative. Also, thanks for linking me. Just to let you know: its "Fieled", not "Fielded". Common mistake! Best, Ad.
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