We felt lost and we went down
to the seagully sea
to see if we’d been
washed up at high tide
beside the Javex bottle,
the left foot flip flop
and the cuttlefish bone.
But no such luck:
I think we may have foundered
beyond the reach of everyday tides
and now we’ll have to wait
for a new blue moon:
I hope we get the high water
and not the hell.
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