ame sentinelle, murmurons

my lame-ass poetry.
mostly I talk about the ocean and depression.
I write for myself even if it's selfish.
enjoy



Forward
Backward

and that’s not bliss

sometimes I crave nicotine
but that’s not it
I know it’s more

I wish for nic, for waves, tattoos
things reminding me of freedom
I even wish for ignorance