Seagulls Feast by 9T Antiope

Salt in your eyes
Sand in your lungs
Your lips were to gasp life

on water you choked
your chest cramped in folds
breaking the waves apart

Saw you beneath the surface
Saw water grind your bones
Cliffs caught you by your saddles
I saw you soaked up

Wrapped you around
The water was warm
pierced through your eardrums

Imploding were you and ocean
Until the waves calmed

**I'm running past your house

Keep running

I'm running
past your house

Keep running

Come out!

Come ! Out !**

The sea has a way of not giving back
The sand is so tight on your chest
You're shaped in the waves as long as I can't forget

The sea has a way of not giving back
The sand is so tight on your chest
You're shaped in the waves as long as I can't f o r g e t

• 9tantiope
• Electronic
• NimaAghiani
• SaraBigdeliShamloo
• abstract
• electroacoustic
• experimental
• Paris