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To the dream girl.

(A waking up – morning! ☀️)

I forget your name
Your body was perfect
with brownish hair
We swam with sharks together
Your petite face excited

In the back of the plane
there you told me you’re a liar
and seemed to be able to
make love to me in front of my
parents
No fear or extortion, just love &
contortion

&so We reconciled our future
lies to eachother.
And kissed and kissed
On the way plummeting
toward the green & gold
ocean surface
– there could be a
great white right where we
land!


Shagreen Chagrin.

Danny dipped his fingers into the
aquarium tank against the wishes of the
adjacent mdf statement about such
action – he was determined to

feel the sandpapery grey indentations that he could se-
e on th-
e back of the small slowly circling shark, he did it
last time and got a buzz.
                                 James looked up t-

o the surface to see a fingery-looking
fish flutter the
folds of water and was
famished,
“fuck it, let’s try this!” Danny
felt a holy jolt and ran away adrenally adamant – a

not-so-sane smile and a laugh twisted its way ar-
ound and
through t-
he streams of blood that now poured down over h-
is arm. Ahh happi-
ness deep and openin-
g closure…..                   Danny and James keep in touch.