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[zute_justzute]

sweet flow of halting
garbage trucks on icy streets
waking us, reminding us of
our shame before
it's taken away
To the Sea
by Saraline Grenier
once I woke you in this manner
you bundled me into your softest arms
pulling me under
into a silver and sapphire sea
of doubt and confusion

Comments

[akeyclueinto]

that's cool. very dreamlike.

[zute_justzute]

Thanks. "Dreamlike" makes sense because I was only half-awake when I wrote it. How's the novel coming along?