Tortoi

The heart’s a shucked tortoise
paddling the sea.

The bubbles sizzle.
Light heavy and green.

And luck is a voice
on the tip of one’s tongue:

the force we trust in
that sometimes comes.

What danger are we
ever not in–

we raw, chugging muscles
out for a swim?

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