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bits and pieces
drift by

there is nothing left
except plywood

the ocean roars
the river trickles away

past bobbing sun
the moon bows

lengthening clock hands
fades to black

the cross-eyed seagull calls
for its dead mate

fish leap out of the sky
from goddess’ hands

the stage empty from talent
whales sing loneliness

stars are mocking lights
beaming smiles hide devil’s horns

deception clouds blind man’s eyes
soaring waterfalls

softly touch craggly rocks
last breath

invisible waters reach and caress
child’s empty hands

lingering touches drift
away – plywood falls down rapids

fractured memories
fall apart.


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