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Shell


by James Knight


a wing
over a dark sea

looking up from what you're doing
what you're not doing
looking up
seeing 
what I don't see
or the same thing
altered

when I was eight
I cut my foot on a sea shell

blood is red sea water

put a shell to your ear
you'll hear your own blood
howling in the night of your body

but you've heard that before

let me tell you another

when I was twelve I had my first wank
afterwards I felt anxious and guilty
as if everyone knew
as if they could hear the blood
still surging through me
dragged by a mad moon

neither of us are looking now
maybe we weren't looking in the first place

the light is changing

a sea mist Photoshops out 
the sea
the sky
the beach

you
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