NADIE LLAMA A LOS SALVAVIDAS
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By Charlotte Smith
I went into the sea again,
long strides against the incoming tide.
Playing fate with the sand with bare feet.
I howled into the waves and they roared at me.
The way we knew each other was insane.
From the shore only underbellies,
The ice-cream bodies domain.
Here we are only water,
and come water again.
Nothing can cut me as it drags me around:
It buffers, it bruises, half drowns.
Ahogada like a hollowed-out sound,
It is endless till I surrender. My
Limbs drawn asunder. I scream
But no one hears of note. All taking
Selfies by the dozen. Shellfish
Middles all jelly, whilst I am laid
Like a five-starred sailor’s dream.
Waves now lifting instead of crashing,
And in the distance comes the thunder.
And I am borne out to the ocean,
Never returned the same creature,
always healed of manmade pain.