since —

 

— to sleep I went
drugged by stupor and brimming in boredom sickness and sickness straights
what dreams discovered was toiled and grown yet grown to air
like systemic ruins of a vessel sighing oh we are marooned
oh we are sinking still

lapis lazuli eyes
strictly exposed
loosely censored
drafting again
and again
firsts, seconds, third, fourths
sixths on penship strokes

since my heart begun the beat
a quiet yell on a some manifesting shore. ▬

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