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damp soil, from my head
on my pillow, in my bed
gritty vines crawl down my leg

and I sleep in the daytime.


pesticide my insides
legs and wings and bile thrive
crocodiles swim, they won’t bite

as long as I keep them fed.


snake coiled, rats to eat
underwater, can I breathe?
folded origami sea

and I can’t make soil from mud.


stone warships, built  to flood
sleep now siren, in my blood
vixen tallied, those succumbed

and I daydream as they feed.



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  1. Really great poem, Ryo 🙂 I dig the style and rhyme scheme here. Great stuff!

    • I’m glad to hear that, thank you for reading! 🙂

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