The Sliverfish’s Way

       It’s on its way,
        the little sliverfish—
  his slow saunter reminds me of

   a breeze that saves me.

      He slips,
  silverlish,
     in the sea? or something deeper,
      like coins I couldn’t grasp
in dreams,
  so long ago.
   Godspeed,

      little slipperfish.

Thanks for checking out my poem.

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Gabriel Muoio

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