Piss-off, Pisces… (i’m fine)

siren’s tide rolls restless
tangling sheets in
fever’s sins

tho peaks crash
only within.

summon Pisces from some
orbiting moon, decked out
in diver’s snorkel
and fin

dips his tail in..

and rubs rainstorm runoff
from his eyes and pulls
her brain-stem out
to analyze

it’s ten times her frosty
heart’s size.

pesky Pisces clears the remnants
of a rather salty sleep from his
spiral eyes in waves of
molten light.

still needs a cleaner line of view to
steer his open hand thru
so much night.

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