- Vol. 04
- Chapter 12
Image by Leio McLaren
Close Encounter
Today you almost consumed me But not quite. I dared you again I laughed at you As you lapped at my toes. Then receded Now ebbing, you retreat, and gather strength For the next attempt. For now I am safe. I breathe your breath, I feel your spray as you spit in fury. So close. When the tide turns the game is up. You will win. I surrender.