it's a drag amongst dragons

it's a drag amongst dragons
a roll in a wave of sudden breath
a tide held by ordinary men
sand the bloody weight of sand
snaky coils of folded time
the all of it calling to its own folly
for an own space in wet halls
where bright herons feed

it is I but I blowing riddled smoke
over the infamous the sadly affected
the sorrow of I you the world
beating on mortal shadows let me in
the heart of impossible tomorrow
where all is not possible
let me pave the walk to I do
with the why and the go




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2016-03-05 at 22:54

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