Selkie

If you love someone,
take their skin.

Take it from the locked box
you’ve hidden
under the floorboards.

Give it back and set them free!

If they escape into the sea,
they were never truly yours;
but if they return to you,
that’s totally fucked up
and you deserve each other!

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A version of this poem first appeared on Bluesky. Whispered into the acoustic sensors of the sleeping dreaming android, it prompted the electric sheep to generate one more tomorrow…

© 2025 Greg R. Fishbone, generated by MidJourney as a derivative work of the poem, "Selkie" by Greg R. Fishbone