Seven Seas
seven seas and drenched, roughly ashore, i now stand a stead ebbing thoughts in head, and thrashing waves, but life undead. Straight and statured smiles, probe the sky, now thrashing wild i stay up right, i stand up still a seven sea overfill, sea bed scraped and ocean scratched its constant flow, my continuum lacks pour my body, in deep relief drenched in all the seven seas.










