come walk with me

come walk with me
there is still a place
where life can be
above mist and haze

see me I am you now
a warmth a hand
a wondering why
still crying sand

I am septic tanks
the goo of days
the demise of banks
the sea that plays




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2016-04-02 at 00:13

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Ivan R
melodic, poetic, harsh but sad and true
2016-04-02