The Island

Shipwrecks moulder in every bay
It offers no inducement for a visit
Yet I,m overwhelmed
It squeks, squalls and gabbles
They snap from all directions
Shaking and pinching my flesh
Pale bellies and dark faces surround me
More and more
I disappear into the field of black and white



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Dunn
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