Contusion
Color
floods
to
the
spot,
dull
purple.
The
rest
of
the
body
is
all
washed-out,
The
color
of
pearl.
In
a
pit
of
a
rock
The
sea
sucks
obsessively,
One
hollow
thw
whole
sea's
pivot.
The
size
of
a
fly,
The
doom
mark
Crawls
down
the
wall.
The
heart
shuts,
The
sea
slides
back,
The
mirrors
are
sheeted.