Mermaid Verse

music flows from lips and as words meet sound bound and found me, your eyes wide open, soul sprightly greeting thee….

Untitled 337 (5-30-2012) by Megan Seaman

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“Fleshy thoughts

Sweat and sex

Mounds of skin

Thin from moments

Upon moments of

Thrush and thrash

Trashing our hearts

Smashing the parts

Hidden and forbidden

To be seen

To be heard


Beats, beats, beats

Of fists in rhythm

Sounds like hearts

Thumping pumping


For true love

Sent from above

I touch my face

Feel the little land mines

Signaling an explosion

Any fucking minute.” – Megan Marie Seaman


Author: meganseaman

trying to remember what I was looking for...

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