My head is going on a swim

By Miya Lee

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My head is going on a swim,

Bumping through the emerald kelp.

My ears are going on a ride,

Wandering through the dull concrete.

My knee is going on a jump,

Bumbling through the muted sky.

My eyes are going on a run,

Staggering through the crimson heat.

The journey continues on, and on,

And on,

Waves carving into limestone cliffs,

Forming jungles upon jungles of sand

Beneath an endless sea of tedium,

Neatly wrapped up within one heaving

Vessel

Of green, black, blue, and red veins, all

Intertwined—

A “glorious” cycle.