1.30 am: the sky ripped bare by the moon, the sea roars angrily; luminous waves roll me round, and throw me back out again
@justinehud @whale_nerd yeah, right, that's what they all say
3 am: a frosty ring thrown round the moon, the sea sucks me in like a mirror; anyone's whitened bones might lie dow… t.co/mnAIHXiEe8
