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the shipbell
crows:
feast you on
feastyourson
who are you
to call me
content
who are you
to call
me please
mal
con
tent upon
white
sansandy
alit sanity items:
jewelry washed up
on shore no
bodies no wrist no neck
a bracelet hernecklace
ship wreckless
abundantdetritus craft
left behind only tosmoke
left behind smoke
althoughalthough
you were born wise
wiseand youryour
foolishness was
learned
leashed earned
lashed on to amast for
seven for sevenfor
seven to ten lean days
cooked by the stars
by the sea theshell the shores
the water past the nose
under the eyes the eyes
protected in the water
that’s inspire into ated
I have arranged tomeet toolate rid
of in the depths too late to drown
intotocall out the names
in rhymes the clanging hours
of the unfeted
thedrowned the drowned
thedrownedthedrowned
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