Black Sea, Black Sea,
felt like oil running over me.
Took the lighter spots made them dark, hid the sun and took all green to the barrel.
Up and over, your tide, this shovel moving one break from shoulder to boulder.
Black Sea, Black Sea,
my vessel afloat.
You see no captain in me,
so rock and slam this fucking sea cured water all into who I am.
©speeckr9
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