Anchor
Anchor fond feel
Ply words that heal
Watch how time moves
Odd awkward grooves
Here in this place
Feel hollow space
Now at this time
Weird echoes chime
Prize glimpse and nod
For dust dreams odd
All stuff goes round
Where whispers ground
Leon Enriquez
22 March 2017
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2017
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