15. Populate

( E a r t h S e q u e n c e )

/ oh
i search asylum.


/ what you can.

Scuttling on their crooked legs,
crabs / translucent / from seaeggs,
take the shore by storm //
[the beach / forever / from the blue]
crumbles in soft press under your
beautiful footprints.
Suntouch / bruised us / Malaysian blonde.
My heavy foot / cracks their delicate shells,
their mighty army
no match

(From me /
from us /
from now)

The End

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