WOODEN COURAGE
NO TOMBSTONES..
WILL GROW,
DISTANT CLIFTS..
HAUNTS ME SO,
GREAT, OAK APART,
MUTTERS DISTANTLY
A CRUMBLED HEART.
CRUDITY,...
LINGERING, ROAR;..
THAT FLAME,
WILL KNOW,
BURNING ASHES,
TREMBLING WOE,
SILENT NOSTALGIA,
OLD AND GREY,
SCATTERING FRAGMENTS,
GRACIOUSLY OVERTAKES,
IDENTIFY; EGGS - SOIL; SLUGS, TOIL
IMMENSE BEAUTY,
SWEEPS THE DUNES,
BUCKLED FLOOR... NO MORE,
TUT-TUT.. AS OTHERS COMPLAIN,
THE FLOODED CREEK,
THE BREEZE THAT BLOWS.
CONCEDING IT'S NUDITY.,
AND WAVED IT'S HAND;.. DELIBERATE AND SLOW.
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