I wish I could send you an sos

On the entrails of the crickets

The pounding of the sea deadens the pounding of my heart

Drawing it like tea

Stirring it up

And settling it down

Like a locomotion driven off the track

Like a new feeling that can’t be put back

Into its stiffened box

Package returned to sender

Like a harried wound

Frenzied in fuss

And fear and lust

And…

Don’t say that word

It was a new feeling…

It was a new feeling…

It was a new feeling…

— janberry © 19aug2018 12.33am

(Photo credit: brickingtips.com)

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