her mouth
gaping wide
over the side
of the sea
as they tossed
from the crash
and the softening knees.
and
afloat with sieves
she gapes
at her own state.
his kisses like missiles
all the while and
firing and
cr
ash
ing
on the
side
of
t
h
e shore an
d
the
bo
at,
her tongue so
wide as to hide the
missing song inside
and-
where?
where will you take me?
When, on the evening
will the pale crayfish
who are stalking the sea road
see a woman embracing her husband
like she has never seen him before?
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