Fresh Press
Fresh pressed words like
leaving lovers if they
never come back
they were never yours
drainage pipes leak your
lucky stars down until
they reach the sea
now horizon bound
old man on an island
picks them up and reads
the lines you lost and
takes them for his own
carefully count the lines you
write for you never know
that if you tumble or fall
you could lose them all
Copyright © Morgan Ballantyne | Year Posted 2016
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