Blue

She is lost
in the arms
of blue
gripped
in the teeth
of freedom
skirted
by the politics
of morbidity
frolicking
in the forest
of people watching
lapped
in the milk
of state
and nothing she tries
will ever be worthy
of the majesty
of her great
inner
fish

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