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I Lost

Updated: Aug 25, 2022


All you did

was simple;

sought out your normal state

albeit too quickly

and that was enough.

I can see it;

your body turning

itself inside out,

running all over the deck,

the fluid trapped

within you

have wrecked

you throughout.

Feel it;

your muscular composure

turned fittingly

to water bed,

no human feel

left to remain.

Smell it;

the saltiness of your bile

will never leave my nose,

the smell of death pushing

into me with every

attempt to grant you

a second chance.

Taste your death;

I want to avoid this,

but your life

trumps mine

this time,

and yet the salty

sea foam death

flies from you to me.

Your salty watery fish breath

corrupted all she was

and thus it came for me

as well, finally.

All you did was simple

and my task was the same

repeat repeat repeat

half an hour went by

and like a sponge you

leaked over the deck.

The water from your lungs

did I remove,

but oh the pressure was far too great

collapsing your integrity

and stealing your humanity.

I can see it

feel it

smell it

taste your death.

Your salty watery breath

corrupted all she was,

turned her strength into

a flaccid mush under all

your pressure.

All you did was simple

and my task was the same

pump pump pump

the salty sodium sea foam poison

from your lungs

half an hour went by

and like a sponge

you just covered the deck.

I can see it

feel it

smell it

taste your death.

Your salty water breath

corrupted all she was,

stealing her naivety

and contorted it and her

until barely human.

Oh Pacific,

I trusted you,

loved you even,

and this,

this is not what I expected

in return.

All you did was simple

And my task was the same

And I failed failed failed

you.

I tried. I really did.

You scarred me. Took me under with you.

Tangled in your web of line I drowned with you.

You took me down to her,

She I couldn’t stand to see.

And stare blankly back

did she,

my once love, but

I failed failed failed you

I’m sorry.


- Samual Curtis

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