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Fish MAG

By Anonymous

   this glossy sea-rock sheen
becomes the focus of all mybrain,
diving into this seashell-green water.
i float with the fish to thetop of the waves.
the sunshine eludes this rock of hiding,
this cave ofcold eels,
this sea of dividing secrets,
continental, delving, trying tomatch, all this time,
the ring of water,
pondering my ear,
whisperingthis coil of thought.
a flesh of feeling on a steel-backed fin
that slashesmerciless on the small of the prey.
fighting this cleft of burning,
thestomachs unloading
all the bile of this
evolutionary link
of emotion,primary to
mouths.



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