The Wicked Seagull Whispers
Gabriel Duncan

my words are softly spoken
softly said inside my mind
it's as fragile as the shell
your wicked seagull leaves behind
 
it's not much to pull from
these thoughts you want so badly
pulling me so hard
i'd take the steaming pot gladly
 
so the sun casts its rays
slowly seeping through my corpse
the only sounds i make
retell the plots my life has coursed
 
of course
of course
my course
is deeply hidden
of course
of course
off course
is where it's hidden
 
deep within it howls
just a mote against the wind
deep within it howls
my jack-o-lantern's friend
 
your beak it pecks, still
at my skull
the thoughts and phrases
long since anulled
 
it whispers to me
just inside in my ear
across the universe
no longer feeling hurt
 
my words are softly spoken
softly said out to the dark
it's as fragile as the shell
your wicked seagull picked apart