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Seasick: a poem


When the boat stops moving,
That’s when everything starts
Ruthless and unpredictable
Like a drunkard’s stray fist
Or like poison

My body begins to dismantle
Each cell pushes out and away
And I am no longer a solid.
The liver, the ‘stine, the spleen
Become their own ships afloat
and capsize.

The mountains tell me how to steady
But I’m not like them; I’m mostly water
So I slosh, wriggle, and swell
And the live things inside me want out,
So I let them…

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