super-sea-ding 1

of all the trust i gave to the sea.
around me.
the things i really couldn't see.
thru the blue.
maybe you.
but probably some sharks.
and squid.
with timely tentacles.
to pull me down perhaps.

of all the trust i gave the sea.
to my own chagrin.
i jumped myself in.
head first dive.
then swim.
and drink the fishy salt.
and not see beyond the bluest whale song.
or wave crash.

of all the trust i gave in the sea
my head stayed up.
and bobbed around.
with the brightest stars
in the night.
and the blackest air.
all up and down.
and nibbled i was.
my pinkest flesh.

of all the trust i am the sea.
we swim to shore.
and taste the beach.
a driftwood me.
and there you are.
to carve me west.

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while visiting a cave, quite absent of light, i swear i saw your soul
while fiddlin with squirrelly spoons i fell into a hole
of puddin with flavor of nothing, just void in my nose, on my tongue.
the joy of joyness came from here where the love of being in love trickled from.
and the put finger of on it was a crushing stone that left the pointee dust.

changing the hue of something we make is hard with only one crayon.
so the only other color i have is spit, and blood, and my eyes.
always never lasts and hunger rarely stops
the bitter font of letters if i must.