in a clam in a goliath blue coliseum
a germ on a tube worm growing from an anchor
with no chain sunk at the bottom of the sea
a spud on a cuddlefish next to a whale shark
sifting through plankton alone in the dark
and singing a song underwater
my sunken sails remain my bed
deep in Davey Jones locker
i am an atom of air that fills the gills
of a fish inside the stomach of a squid
a bouye on a wave in an ocean of space
watching the tugboats float in
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