the song the selkie hated to sing

to stand here with heart stormcaptured
      lightning-sent with a rain ode
wreathed in wagtail's nightsong
      beneath a swollen moon
fighting against a current in the blood
      fighting against a wish
to reach out, to connect, to belong
      watching as the velvet tsunami of terror
makes a sealthing slip back into the harbour
      and hide within the forest of kelp
all saltwater riotous weeds and huge dark eyes
      twin galaxies too timid
to dare herself to see
      the possible beyond the seafoam
and starlight floating on besqualled oceans
      snowsilent, fearslighted

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