Posted in Poetry

clear advantage

having lived away

from the ocean breeze

a stagnant house

air of bitterness

death pungent -gangrene

your pout amputates desire

my prayer welcomes me

exotic attraction

push me

refresh me

realize looking backward is living forward

feet upon a feeble return

to alternative realms

(Last day White Sands)

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