I am a seagull and I love the sea.
The sea is a treacle that drips from my beak -
Thick glue drips off my back as I pierce it.
I am a seagull and I live in the cold.
The cold is a blanket in which I grow old -
Cool breeze carries me swiftly to my demise
With all the grace of a merry aide.
Sharp reflection catches the call of my eye,
Gripped by the current and the tide.
Vibrant images shaped to an avian form
Cracked by the remnants of a storm.
I am a seagull and I have a scream.
It's echo mutated through my ancestry -
Passed from my mother and
Given from me to my younglings.
I am a seagull and I dance with the void.
The movements I carry are part of my voice -
I tend to fly without punctuation.
It comes to me in the spit of the light.
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