Oceans

The way his veins rose like flooded rivers
above the plateau of his winer-paled skin
the lines of his ribs against his under filled
dress shirt,
the vertical stripes meant to be
slimming, outline his skeleton.
how the soft spot beneath his breast bone
crested with the swell of melting ice caps,
how he never believed he could flood the ocean.

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