SAFE KRAAKEN BY ZAC DUNN The membrane of eyelet slid so slow next to Skeletons of HUMPBACK’s and STURGEON Corroded ship guts rust and melt to dust That EELS and BARRELEYE trout sneeze PUFFER FISH wishes for rays of light to Puncture the infinite mass that drips and SLIPS sips of life and moonbeams That ORCA chase to the limit of their own Boundless hunger to fill a void or Speak in clicks that murmur motors back to Sleep as oars crack from cast off’s hands MAKO WHITE TIP and BLUE SHARKS MAN O’ WAR and MOON JELLY move Miles over sandbars where container ships Loaded to the gills with RoRo CARS LISTS so PERILOUS Upon the chin of the ABYSS A STRATOS slipped below deck and plummeted to bonk the KRAAKEN LIKE the PINKERTON’s lined up by BANDITOS Brought to knees in soiled knickers as Filthy sweat and tears of fear glisten Into the hail of GATLING and COLT’s breathe spit over a thunderous cackle in unison. The KRAAKEN would shrug off the ping of the bumper and profane incursion to a perfectly sublime many decades slumber The EYELET now exposed to a full round Sphere bigger than a boulder as a SPERM WHALE belch squelched from its core Pelting SEALS squeals of AMBERGRIS riptides drifting perfumier to FABERGÉ the stinky ROYAL JELLY away in haste … Pulling the tippy top of the sea to dip ever so slightly in displacement adjacent from the endless stasis of silence that grows slower Heavier than a billion suns magma and gases and perpetual inferno of the LION AND BALL SHARK AND BELLY WHALERS AND PREY A rouge wave exploded 10-stories in an instant pushing east of TONGA and the Jagged maze of the GREAT BARRIER REEF TEEF and CLOVEN HOOF upon decks spying the maelstrom of the tide pool As the KRAAKEN recoils to launch from Deepest dark to brazen illumination THE SAFE would hold all the keys and all The cyphers needed to understand the Coded epiphanies that great SQUID hungers most like a T-REX for its flesh too The one who seeks the two and two seeks the boundless prophets that are kept SAFE from GREEDY FINGERS and HARPOONS chucked From STARBOARD in desperation to puncture the EYELET yet only falls miles short as the IRIS of the KRAAKEN spies The puny eyes of the world cowing back INDIA INK STAINS on ALTERNATE TENTACLES so STOUT they spider web the hull of the vessel and pitch it skyward to bake in a flash of chaos and collision internally only To touch unceremoniously cracking in half SAFE 5:52am 7.29.24.000003 OGE IZU HOD NYC FOLLOW FOR MORE IG: @UZIEGO | TUMBLR: @SAVAGESNEVERSLEEPNYC DAVE DANZARA, GALACTIC EMPIRE - @LOSTINTIMEDESIGNS ERIC JOYNER, HARVEST MOON - ERICJOYNER.COM
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