Destination Unknown
it had once been a startling mountain top in the stream
until the currents rid tides and flash floods had other ideas
the river gods streamed an apocalyptical cleansing of souls
and pointed in four directions for storm cloud’s release
to choose from as if flotsam had any say in the matter
dolphins know best and they clung to next tale of the ride
23red September 2021
bite size poem no 21
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