ocean is flush ocean is soundless
water is mute water is dry
horizon resting sun not shining
the shark waits in the dusk
tide is plodding the tide is torpid
swells are concrete swells are deep
over my head see over my head
the shark lingers one-act playing
sky hangs there sky pleads here
navy paint d(r)ied blue blood treacle
ladders sunk to lost-ness clear
the shark waited and then ate it
wade not in and want not now
unseen anchors hold my feet
invisible shackles tickle my ankles
feathery fetters lullaby my bones
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parallaxis
Poetryparallax /ˈpærəˌlæks/ noun 1. an apparent change in the position of an object resulting from a change in position of the observer 2. an appar...
