The Atoll

Gianni
But for phlegmatic coughs inflecting laughs
Which sign him sea sick now Id slap his head
Salvatore
I took in water near drowned but the sun
Is steaming my lungs dry take heart from me
Paolo
I feel so tired as if my body has
Burnt off some muscle that I might survive
Gianni
We must remain alert and slink along
I sense a savage magic circles us
This neck of coral reef the zombies wade
Theyre stiff as small dolls gift shop souvenired
Im sure premonition seeks out my eyes
Salvatore
Ive had a vision featuring you propped
The puppet statesman mouthpiece whom I use