Only the roar prevailed
against timely erosions
which puckered
the skin at the edge
of the gnawing ebb,
discharging on the shoreline
its useless,
unwholesome, and dead.
Only the roar prevailed
against timely erosions
which puckered
the skin at the edge
of the gnawing ebb,
discharging on the shoreline
its useless,
unwholesome, and dead.
I usually don’t care for poetry, but lately I see it more and more in nature, but without all the distractions and inflexibilities of alliteration, syntax, and words. Here, let me show it to you. Close your eyes. Ah well, that didn’t work, so keep doing it your way.
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