I fell not once
But twice
Before I felt the sting
A twisted king of pain
Heavy handed with the crown
Frowning
Lip sullen, toddler mad
What bad girl am I?
Why me upon the ground
But roundly the earth shook
And laughed and didn’t care
Unfair
Ripping
In between the wound licking
Like chosen last
Unripe picking
Moldy gripe
The rotten parts spread fast
But so too does my saltiness
Brining me outside and in
Until, like a kettle of freshly killed fish,
I learn a new ocean to swim
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