I am a tortoise
A brown clothing darker than my blood
Swirling in knots casting a darker shade on my black hems.
I play hide and seek, my head, a lizard
looking for escape down a wretched spaceship.
I'm not just a tortoise. Bizarrerie of colors
Splashed with flags of whites and blacks, of shades lighter and darker
I am a tortoise, sold a solitary, talking to death like a friend
‘Hey, let's do some business, what ya think?’

I gave him an invitation, he's come in a convoy
And when he calls out to me, I hear a heart thumbing my plastron
‘Tiny tiny tortoise, peeping peeping from the corridor
You awakened my appetite, come, let me eat you for desert.’
His giant shadow kiss me into transmigration
He’s of sun bending waves and shapeshifting around me
Submerged in hypnotism. Agonizing < agonizing Of an alien shedding greens, screaming for help, a broken wretch Stripped bare of my freewill. Loose or win, life ≠||≈ death. I served myself this cup of tea, buried my choices deep beneath Sat to chess with life, I identified myself a Methuselah. Oh my god, I can’t believe I just died! What am I? Death got no friend, zilch.

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