As the sea-lion hauls himself up
Onto this platform where he’ll cavort
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Swim through my mind: he’s a slick grey
Piping bag with eyes like sultanas,
Bewhiskered as a Victorian toff
Who sways like some foot loose gantry-
But while I’m posing with my book
He closes the distance between us
Man-whispering bares teeth that could shave
Sinew from bone slams his face into mine,
Hot salty breath scouring my throat
He is the symphony.
I’m just a note.
Kevin Patrick McCann
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