the turn of the ticking
the turn of the tickingindulgent dark water sky
howls in a one syllable silence
cricketing time into night
softly dreaming you
I spell for other days
to find you coerced in me
in salty breaks of love
Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2014-07-21 at 00:12
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