Contusion

 Color floods to the spot, dull purple.

The rest of the body is all washed-out,
The color of pearl.


In a pit of a rock
The sea sucks obsessively,
One hollow thw whole sea's pivot.


The size of a fly,
The doom mark
Crawls down the wall.


The heart shuts,
The sea slides back,
The mirrors are sheeted.

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