The Atoll

Hector (cont.)
For this wrecked submarine disheveled man
And simultaneously he strongly feels
A desperate void filled and not true love
Angela
Then it is love at first sight is it not?
Felix
If you say its enthralling I desire
More oxytocin less adrenalin
Hector
Kick me the weapon grab humanity
Place your head with ours up the giant head sac
And we shall go for one pleasant flight
In this innocuous jetpack jellyfish
Calamity casts me the chaperone
Felix
It skipped to me on swing of narco sub