Friday, October 30, 2020
Monday, October 12, 2020
Sunday, October 11, 2020
Bones...
Bones
Sling me under the sea.
Pack me down in the salt and wet.
No farmer’s plow shall touch my bones.
No Hamlet hold my jaws and speak
How jokes are gone and empty is my mouth
Long, green-eyed scavengers shall pick my eyes,
Purple fish play hide-and-seek,
And I shall be song of thunder, crash of sea,
Down on the floors of salt and wet.
Sling me... under the sea.
Saturday, October 10, 2020
Saturday, October 3, 2020
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