End of Shore
The end of an era is near,
Collapsing like a falling bottle of beer
Sterilizing, internalizing the drunken horde
Never again shall there be a day like it
As the waves crash we near its shores
One front in front of the other
The land feels different
More stable
Silence beckons as seagulls flock in form
End of shores
Copyright © Justin Worthy | Year Posted 2020
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