The ghosts of ships lie broken
Swaying in the sea weed
Shadows of rhythm
Dark as shark eyes
Stirring something treacherous
Across the undercurrent
Spotted by broken  lighthouse flashes and moon beams
The starfish stretches out – holding the whole world together beneath Orion’s jealous stare


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