Our Own Saviours
the minnows scales flicker as the nightlight kisses its composure, the shoal disown those exhibiting beautiful colour and posture, seahorse saviours sit safe and secluded in a million years of friction, sand lands expand globally I sink my feet into extinction regularly, we’re electricity flickering, powering flesh and bone exoskeletons, we’re brief, a confusion bled onto the surface of a primordial seed, we function idealistically, we fade unchained and freed from ingrained beliefs and learned behaviour, we’re our own saviours, there is no god
