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8/5/22

cryptid in july poetry day 22, the merman

 

a poem about the merman

i am in my cocoon like cave

the ocean is very cold

there are too many fish

i tried to hold a dolphin’s fin and hug it

but it doesn’t want to hug me

so i swam away


i swim slowly to the surface

it is rainy today

it is grey and boring

i have a feeling of immense foreboding


i glare at everything

everything glares back at me


it’s the anniversary of my cousin’s suicide


he screamed at a lionfish

until it stung him

in his neck

with an anal fin spine

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