June 18, 2018

yesterday’s splinters
swallowed by whales and spit out
salt water tears

May 20, 2018

be perfect this time
New year’s was abandoned
at summer’s end

adolescents pay

homage to a cigarette

the quiet constant

where the blue begins
grieving the glacier of time
I will go naked

light indecision
fragmented dust particles
breathe in salty air

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searching for
remnants of a tattooed path
gulls soar high above

all light fades
only to rise again
anchored vessel