Mermaid

Seiren, the last thing of substance I said to you was “Hello”

It’s all been downhill ever since,

Every other word to escape my lips

A piece of fruit that has rotted on the vine

But was plucked and delivered anyway

 

Were I not dumb, I would sing to you

The notes conveying what my words cannot

 

(Your skin is pale and soft

I want to kiss it

I imagine you wet)

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