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Circling as in ellipses
Pissed and reeking of the crime
Cephaeline, entwined in ditches
Blessed to row above the rime
We’d not the breath to ever stop for death
And so he kindly stopped for me
Was not my soul he hoped to drag on home
Just a portion of my lay
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Trade winds, blue fins, gas lamp streets
Salt slab, back stab, land grab
Soiled my sheets
New moon, dawn blooms, brewed shrooms
Multiplied
Earth shakes, day breaks, Neptune wakes
Bleary eyed
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Squall blows in, nail down the hatches
Children washed up by the tide
Paper thin and now redacted
Latitudes we sought to find
Gin crazed in doorways
Purses fat now with plums
Mildewed, fish food
Grip the pulpit, speed us on
Speed us on.

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from Sea Lungs Pt​.​1, released March 1, 2021

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Sea Lungs Melbourne, Australia

Sea Lungs spin tales of Gin-soaked dockside demise. Bearing witness to the fall of a perverse empire and dancing to the sounds of the death rattle.

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