once, in the morning
I woke up next to the
green
nautical
star
on your left shoulder
I thought about the constellations
what brought us here
you, to me
the Lion and the Fish
I am your prey, content
you
snatched me
with your paw
out of the rushed river bend
and swallowed me
whole
inside your insides
it is purple
and swollen
air
doesn’t seep in
because you hold your breath
because you
drown
I thought about what happens
when the Lion falls into water
sinking
to
the
bottom
or floating, flailing its monstrous paws
crying for help
just for a full stomach
a full heart
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