Thursday, August 6, 2020

The Other Side


Dry
the deluge
of spring
distant
The debris
the discarded
the dead
and decaying
uncovered
exposed
Yet
something
still flows
hidden but
not silent
emerging
with suppressed power
on
the other side






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