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Atlantic
Eyes that whip the night
to leave stripes on the back
open wounds that the sea
etched with saline lick
eyes that eviscerate seagulls
swords and fish and sail
eyes that condescend
the horizontal lines of the landscape
eyes nailed to the cross of the poles
who sail a sea so dead
and slowly deep
that there are no eyes that can
see...
PAR
to leave stripes on the back
open wounds that the sea
etched with saline lick
eyes that eviscerate seagulls
swords and fish and sail
eyes that condescend
the horizontal lines of the landscape
eyes nailed to the cross of the poles
who sail a sea so dead
and slowly deep
that there are no eyes that can
see...
PAR
Published 12th Nov 2022
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