#undertoe

The Sundering

Oh sin, Ocean, oh shit, 

oh Chin up lil lad, we’reallly in the same boat

so

it doesn’t matter, whatever it is you’re believing’s beyond z Horizon

no-

I sense a further seemed- a being beyond seen- sheen, clear, & keen.

to?

over   turn

.

- churn we- my slur slips me my advantage, 

  Streams steamed- rushed, plashed, gashed, flushed, clustered- 

Shushed. 

All sunk.

stank o’ pride, gunk in eye, blurred courage poured across the poor -er’s ride. 

Still it sits till it sips it’s spill. 

Time’s to to To’s time. 

 Tide’s

      gone-

   Space