Not blue

under the surface, freely submerged fingertips 

 

grip silent waves

roaring, breathing salt and sea.

 

Welcome the deep 

not even she can swim, not even 

 

she can fill the shark’s eyes

jade cracks. She exfoliates 

 

soft sensitive skin with glass shards 

to patch land scars.

 

Like the lullaby of a siren song 

she sips a dangerous cocktail 

 

singing

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   as she sinks 

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      to the

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           deep