At the last Clean Harbour
I searched for grail across rails
looking deep without sleep
at the last clean harbour
frequencies
bleeped …
secrecies
sacred
naked I folded silvery
drops scattering dreams
….
Scattered dreams lay
a c r o s s
the last clean
harbour (...)
it was blue-green before ascent
reminiscent of Andromeda’s
coves where frequencies
danced
translucent gold across
pebbles speaking —-
…..
Naked fear rapped dew
pane
it shook with pain of
Love
L o s t
dimpled her toxic flesh was seeking
the last clean harbour at
my window where
quickly
I drew
drapes protecting victories
gained
at the last clean
harbour ~
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9th Placement: August 26
Sponsor: Brian Strand
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