new bloom
fingers come apart when the sea rushes in
under a ghostly cast of crusty street lamp
blinded by the onslaught of salty deluge
a swell rises from beneath moistened skin
each knowing that this was never a holiday
each navigating a forked but parallel path
Poetry by arquious
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Written on 2023-07-18 at 13:23
Tags Galateus Crypticbard Arkayye
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