Waking Up In Sleepy Hallow

I woke up on the shores of Sleepy Hallow
my head floating on the surface of the sea 
with the surrounding waters smothered in my cold blood
leaving my corpse to become a loaf of Roman Meal bread for the seagulls
to devour their hearts out until their bellies become bloated like the sand dunes
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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