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Floater


my faith, a dead fish
floating, flakes
bakes in a sun smeared
across the sky like a firefly
squashed to amuse a child.

it settles into black water, drifts
down past sea things with eyes
like darkened windows,
rubber suckers, stalactite teeth
to muddy rock bottom
dotted with translucent eggs.

Sink me....

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