Gulls

Gulls

Instantly pales
snapped from the sea
hunger aches
in their stomachs

cry for the darkness
lost at birth
cries like long slivers
of broken glass
pulled from the skin

throat in tatters
the drunk sword swallower
laughing as he extracts the blade
the snot of a clot
screams across
the reflected sky

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