The ocean presented itself
as a great black distance
separating me from
where I am.
Auf jener meer - or so I thought
I find myself not knowing
the silky way back home
and came to realize
how many porn I needed
to behave as the blade
right past the tip of your tongue.
How Jonah of me...
to live under your palate
and to think that safe i'd be...
And in my russian way
empty, shipped away
my cold corpse committed
to this frozen, glassy lake
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Uou! "To live under your palate and to think that safe I'd be."
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