We were a layer of dolphins, a
Slick mess tucked tight into
A terrific tangular of tuna.
We were dolphins caught
In a net of tuna, adolphin'
Our sorrows, adolphin'
Everything we couldn't
Get slimy. We were
Out to get out; we were
Feelin' claustrophobic, just
A hot mess of upturned flippers
Waiting for scum.
Bootsie
3 comments:
Anna, this is ingenious. It's like... beautifully atmosphæric and environmentally conscious at the same time. Or maybe it just sounds cool. How did you ever happen upon the premise?
love it
dolphins caught in a net of tuna!!
'nough said.
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