Poetry ~ Holding Tight

Walking sidewalk city,
sure sound of seen cries,
never before heard.

Eyes vomit waters blue,
seething waves,
ocean’s fecal foam.

Seeping potent waves,
crushed against rocks,
meat holding tight.

Bleach waves,
crashing down corpse,
flopping breakers.

Night comes,
watch spirit’s splash.

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