Surfing Lifetimes
it's like surfing;
over lifetimes I can't
remember, but
carrying little pieces
over, adding new drops
to sugary, rolling waves,
falling, riding; shouting
occasionally at the devil
or you when you're
nearer
Copyright © Clive Culverhouse | Year Posted 2024
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