A Two Parter End

Surreal Motions of the Ocean

Part 1

Interested in the aquarium that holds the earth tightly between glass mannequins

Never is he the one to protect green similes behind coke drawn handkerchief tattoos

Because the sea cries for sand that never reached the sun smiling with ease

Alas, she’s but a broken thumb jumping crossly along the school yard

Part 2

Cloudy is the umbrella that pours down insignificant eyes

Time will always row past the blue field beside apocalypse gears ticking closely

Watch for me when you come back to the literary room of unconscious sweets

For when it rains, the shower ceases to calm my anchor beneath the pyramids

END