Undertoe
careful girl
as you swim to play
that the undertow
dont sweep you away
...there’s more than one
the water seems fine
inviting and right
but under that foam
is a nasty bite
demons down there
with lemon sour tones
churning in fear
to grab at your bones
learn them
but after you drown
you’ll know them then
next time they come around
you’ll be toe to toe
in the underground
and then his hand
slipped out
from around
the monk set sail
and the girl
became a sound
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