Strange blocky beings moving ever
so slowly searching for others
hiding in plain sight suffocating
sugary sugar it bubbles up
to the surface holes simple breath
will last fifteen minutes the further
they travel the harder it will be
they snatch a breath then travel on
forms an impenetrable barrier
for now they've reached a dead end
and must wait retreat to open water
the journey to the feeding grounds
shorten by the day they gather to hunt
in the murky depths for two minutes
go on around the clock driven by winds
currents fragmenting over a mile away
a shift in power is beginning to arrive
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