God Spray

Victim Mentality God Spray

What of the ocean
spraying me with brine,
marking like territory

my paisley skirt,
fresh meat skin,
spaghetti strap tank.

Even Sappho herself
wouldn’t didn’t shield me,

the unassuming wind
blowing sea around my face
like stray bits of glass,

the ocean
like God
watching there,

relentlessly rushing in
and then receding.

Copyright © 2017 Mindy Goorchenko All rights reserved.

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