June 27, 2024.
“Let new energy in” and they snake their way -
through the dry seabed, leaving their pollution?
Then you’ll tell me we can go back to normal -
when I’m trapped in some disposed fish net
and blocking the sunlight for the reefs below me?
Watch the bubbles come up to the top -
and think I’m blowing you kisses?
You can part it without me
I’ll be an Egyptian
If I was your bondage, if I clipped your wings
Leave me behind, rolling in the blue deeps
Go ahead and take his body and his blood,
You'll be satisfied until you get scared and run
Poetry by aidan haskel
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Written on 2024-06-27 at 07:35
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red sea
Is that it, then? We part like the red sea“Let new energy in” and they snake their way -
through the dry seabed, leaving their pollution?
Then you’ll tell me we can go back to normal -
when I’m trapped in some disposed fish net
and blocking the sunlight for the reefs below me?
Watch the bubbles come up to the top -
and think I’m blowing you kisses?
You can part it without me
I’ll be an Egyptian
If I was your bondage, if I clipped your wings
Leave me behind, rolling in the blue deeps
Go ahead and take his body and his blood,
You'll be satisfied until you get scared and run
Poetry by aidan haskel
Read 89 times
Written on 2024-06-27 at 07:35
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