Man Made Sea

Last night I took a swim in a man made sea Its whiffed waves belched against my outer covering It’s waters undulated the vitriolic Hiatus of a lost soul at sea Life, the incoherent vitality of a hoodwinked ovary My body replenished by the right of way of its pagan tutor The sea’s stealth creature inhabitants Invited me to dine in a cloud capped urine, antiquated fossilized vagina. I failed to make clean my hands The sea’s hostess seated me by a turquoise colossal compass that played on a tricycle of confute horology I wanted caviar but only trinket was served.