Here Comes Carl
Tiptoeing over water,
Wendy in hand.
He breathes in swells
Humid life force,
Chilling messages:
"You can't see me,
Always a little too far, always
Sneaking,
Too fast,
Too grey."
There is mercy in the soil
When Carl and Wendy come
Kissing like mad
Lovers and you
Beneath them,
A subject to their love of the
ocean.
Tiptoeing over water,
Wendy in hand.
He breathes in swells
Humid life force,
Chilling messages:
"You can't see me,
Always a little too far, always
Sneaking,
Too fast,
Too grey."
There is mercy in the soil
When Carl and Wendy come
Kissing like mad
Lovers and you
Beneath them,
A subject to their love of the
ocean.
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