She kept TELLING,
YELLING at me,
to GO with the FLOW, to write with a GLOW. How?
My mind feels too SLOW to capture the UNDERTOW!
I try rising to the SURFACE with my VERSES. yet
I wander from PURPOSE, bam the bottom or a boat.
Feeling like a dazed PORPOISE, stranded and stunned!
Desiring the protection, of a TORTOISE shell
Underwater...
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