Of What’s Left Of Us

Sailing towards a crimson line Drawn across the western horizon An iridescent orb bears upon us And rounds us in glorious acclaim   To waters placid and quiescent Where mermaids hold still under And sing emphatic ballads of heroes Come and gone in our age   Their voices streaming across our Tremulous nerves, a drone... Continue Reading →

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