alfie lee writing



when the kraken came for me it
loosed the bearings of my

thoughts. too long at sea i was, with
ease, it broke the surface

of. its arms, hooks and curious beak
attached to me and would

not let me go. no harm mean i!
ill will none, i cried! i'm

only passing through! but that was
little use by God! yet

tighter it grasped. 'twas then i glimpsed
into those eyes, large as

plates and more frightened of my own.
thus i knew, understood,

to help it if i could. the world
the wonder of it was

when one could wander lost. its kind
it was alas! the last,

its end would mean the end of us
in habiting our minds.


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