Keloid Sardine Memories

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life

            Pick up and opened

            a can of sardines today

            and without warning

            the sea of my eyes

            began to flow their waves

            upon the shores of my face

            as the womb of my ears

            rung with moaning sounds.

            As my belly growled

            I poured red wine onto

            the can’s cargo and began

            to empty the bowels

            of this ship-like can of its

            bodied cargo of keloid memories

            resurrected in celebration

            of this now, Middle Passage Supper.