Monday, October 1, 2012

We Hear The Ocean (On Dreams and Innocence)


Thursday Flash Fiction Week 28: Innocence and Dreams

We hear the ocean,
Ancient water and woods give asylum, comfort
to all errors and every abortion.
Toads char from shadowy sort
of trees and swamps location.
Sand fleas scissor our feet,
Headlights of cars shine down like stars,
The waves only speak at present tense,
nothing aging, nothing remaining,
Atlantic ocean, sand, seashells...
Sentiments all drown in the ocean!
Prayers for those who are begging for love
Due to bad sickness and good luck…

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