Down and deeper my legs sink,
Tight-toes sow into the sand,
Ploughing and cutting into the womb.
Sow-plough-cut and ooze,
Shells, crabs, frogs,
Life bleeding out of the sand.
A sudden wave is a rude slap,
Rushing gathering the life and all,
In a twirl, a swirl and whirl,
Sucked it all,
Like air sucked into a black dot.
My toes untighten and loosened clench,
Empty I am a hole,
And the city dwells in the sea.
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