Waves
corrode the metal crab;
saline eyes, decaying,
shut in meditation. Persistence
finds its own strength and reason
like love- an unfortunate net, cast
in the ocean
secreted by testicles
of an adolescent sea-horse,
spit by the fish's choking gills,
oozing from saturated seaweeds,
running from the talons
of the resurrected crustacean.

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