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Hands soiled with ash I drift toward the roiling ocean Whether my legs take me Or some unknown instinct I prepare to drink To swallow the foaming filth I let my lungs fill To rid me of these cunts and slugs The ocean holds me tenderly No thought given to struggle Accept my fate without a fight Azure sky turns to grey Hand dig into sand On my knees I watch the brine Ready to take me Hungry for my breath My gods hold me buoyant I dip and flow with the tide Finally released, finally free Finally me. Finally me. |