Ocean II
Joey Clutario
You
pull me
up at constant
highs, drowning
myself with your
pulling or pushing me
away to lifeless shores
where all is destroyed by me―
My serenity. Rotating around
each other―you and me
each pulling the other
towards itself. (You
attract every piece of
matter in me) Rigid.
You deform me
successfully.
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