The wet
Salvages
The annuls
Of this
Beach voracious
Cliffing at
The nibbled sure
Goes on to
Rank of volunteers
Become wedged
Underneath
The towy sands
I know too
Has been
Aimed at carcasses
Familied
To stock
New navies
Until the times
Of end
Over end
Thick as eels
Adapted to
The spirit deeps
Soaked to prove
To gambol with
New bones
This strip is mild
Compared
To what is mete?
Where breadths
Of sand
Can be
Exposed
Battering more
Who knows?
To wind
Before you trough
Unequal heights
Sailing on
You’re whether
Vain
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