do not whisper waves

do not whisper waves
in tidal approach
do not sleep in dried ink beds
do not enter words like after

I sing these lines at will
drawl and drag syntax
with unruly forest making
I on time was here

I sing death by day doing
linger in the fabric I lore
dessert going promise
the still I that I am

walkover ocean seeded you
the instant you eyed it all
daring the rest not to end
in sea-wind ruptured darkness

there is a no more making
running fired feet
from end game gambled
there is a no more





Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2016-02-19 at 21:01

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