heartbeats

.          i can smell her

.                     seaweed

.                     beached and

.                                                leaching

.              fly magnets

.                       the sweet

.                                            stench

.                           of dis[

.                                          assembly

.      the saltiness

.                 sticking to things

.           once wet

.                       like the pale

.                                       of her neck

.

.   i  can hear the rhythm of her

.                                             heart

.          as  waves chew

.                                   shells

.                                      into sand

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