Speechless space

All but nothing is
without meaning

Give me a mic
and I’ll recite to
you all night

A seep of my wine
to unveil your
treasures under
this moon

Speechless space
filled bountifully by
mermaids, dreadlocked
in amorphous
thoughts

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