Hong Yi |
J.Marsh |
via LoveMore |
via Moon to Moon |
via Ms. Lady Day |
Mark Chadwick |
In the pools we sat naked deep
Near close to a dark weep
Heavy chest made of an iron vest
I hammered open heavy into salt waves
Burned to melt and frozen solid
Taking apart fiber to sew muscles together
Sea glass frosty clear
Back seat riding rear
We talked out fear
Tell me what I want to know
Where does the road map go
Flying into constellations universes wide
We sat laughing watching the changing tide
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