Parched skies.
Gold ties.
Let's rewind
to better times.
Impossible.
Your time is now.
Rewind to a time
when the waves took you.
At least now
you bare your arms
to the current.
Time to hold your breath
as the tide sweeps you under.
Now you...
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Dumping Grounds
PoetrySometimes when you are dumping your mind, poetry arises. In this anthology, travel with me to dreamy places or the dark corners of my mind, perhaps invoking the writer in you. I hope these pieces speak to you in some way as they have to me. Dumping...
