The First Day Cramps

you sink into a bed of ocean
trying to turn off the black waves of torture 
with eyelids shut
gasps of onshore winds drench you helpless in eternity
it repeats regularly
down there
icy red
an angry whale sits in your abdomen
ready to push the first gust of sinned water out 

Kexin Huang
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