[Frank]

ジャスミン devoted her spare time to feeding swans at the scenic pond on the island of legend.

The Siamese Swans put their beaks in her palms, as the Fukushima water radiated with radionuclide: mesmerizingly reddish
She could see the shrine of the shellfish through the tides reflection: Prying antennas, spineless skeletons and the wideness of webbings.
The Swans neck wildly stretching for appetizers of breading ジャスミン cut it up & threw it into the waters vibrant ebbing
“Time for breakfast” ジャスミンsaid, throwing bread in their appetites direction: The Swans would fight to the death for it, violently shredding it.
The Swan's fought over her indescribable affection, every time they saw ジャスミン they would glide in ascension and fly in majestic
ジャスミン sliced the bread up into desirable sections: she was their provider/protector before they were infantile fledglings
She sat beside the nestlings: The Swans were separated at birth, the mother didn’t survive the radionuclide setting
ジャスミン took it upon herself to fertilize the eggs. She sat Indian style in the wetlands, her dress, hiding the egglings.
ジャスミン water broke & she could hear the juvenile begging ジャスミン tried her best, but the swans cried relentless
ジャスミン tried to calm them down with her mild presence, her politeness beckoned them to the ponds shoreline edges
Her father looked on, from the fork in the road, he spied from the hedges, as ジャスミン spent all her time in the mires fenland
ジャスミン parents grew concerned when ジャスミン didn’t come home for dinner ジャスミン confided in the wetlands
ジャスミン taught The Swans how to fly by untying her necklace & swinging it around with an enlightened succession: round & round, until they took flight with perfection
ジャスミン watched them fly overhead with pride in her senses, as she dissected their diet, biting the head & regurgitating the slime from the tendons.
The Swan ate out of her hand with unapologizing aggression ジャスミン supervised their breakfast, their dining and pecking
They would get defiant & desperate, trying to pry the breading from ジャスミン biting the hand that provided & fed them, until blood dripped from the lightest complexion
The Swans teeth grinded her flesh and the blood dripped into the tides magnetism, until ジャスミン blood loss turned her white as a relic.
The flowers wilted, as ジャスミン lifted her head and smiled and petted the bird, until the pain subsided and lessened.
ジャスミン carved up what was left with a knife and sent-it-to-the-part-of-the pond, where the marsh & the frog, coincided defenseless
She rubbed her shining blemish on her night life dress and watched the swan decide for a second, before flying through headwind
Their Fight or Flight led them to the side of the wetlands, where they saw the diced bread and began dining on crestings
“Share!” ジャスミン said realizing her methods were causing a sibling rivalry ジャスミン thought about her sisters fighting & she understood why they were zealous
Her own flesh and blood was swinish and jealous, they both wanted to be an only child, but their parents eloped in the wild, and never relied on protection
ジャスミン parents split up and ジャスミン blamed herself for their denial and resentment, she still harbors the feelings of every middle child’s dejection
ジャスミン took the entire baguette, still dry and fermented: the swans dived in to get it, before she threw it into-the-sky-to fetch it
The bread started to get soggy in her tight clenched fist, the perspiring wetness, you could feel the islands tension, as the birds united connected.
ジャスミン watched them land to the right & the left and sat down, aligned with her intention, unwinded and zenning
ジャスミン transcribed the events in Sanskrit in the sand with a trying message, she wrote it in the blood that her empire shedded

shi no akachian ha shi, shi no shin, shin, su be te no su be te desu

ジャスミン fell into an untimely depression, spiraling deeper into her minds projection: the swan spoke for the first time, surprising her senseless
“ジャスミン” Jasmine: The Swan said, eye to eye in the trenches: ジャスミン attempted to keep her cool, like the mud underneath her nylon leggings
Jasmine was a breadwinner: The Swans wanted her to know that as ジャスミン looked cross-eyed to the heavens
She couldn’t focus on one bird, as they multiplied, she fed them, until they took over the Island of legend
Jasmine ran out of white bread, her palms tired and resting, the swan admired her reflection in the radionuclide zenland
She thought the swan would deny her existence, instead they waited by her side, waiting on her prized direction
ジャスミン said the swan’s loyalty and unconditional love was divine intervention, she swooned with a heightened affection

shi no akachian ha shi, shi no shin, shin, su be te no su be te desu
The greatest gift you can give anyone is your undivided attention.


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