As the Waves Come

I got cold
I felt you come in
Bubble phrases, spent days drumming
In my shirt you borrowed
Ooze from rotting forest floor
I go clawing

I whisper somewhere
But your mouthings shout
Worm ridden garland, I can't see
Into private room stories
Somewhere a sparrow dips its wings in a pool
I go clawing



Credits
Writer(s): Finlay Mayers Porras
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