Midnight

all the thoughts spin out when I try to catch my breath and focus in on me… where I’ve been… where I’m headed… where I am… right now as I find beneath the surface a rumbling… a boiling… on the verge of submerging … transforming… something… else… something needs out… I’m just a vessle.

A ship in the night.

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