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at the weary time

At the weary time
When blood waves crash into your cheeks
Flushed and growing warmer

The rest of you is receding
Pulling out what’s left
Bits and pieces of the day scurry under the sand
Forgotten in that instant
Leaving only a glassy wet beach
To mock your moon
As they bury themselves deep inside your soul

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About wherearetheheros

just someone my mother might know

2 responses »

  1. Oooo. This really happens. I know!
    Did you change your blog some? Like it!

    Reply
    • Yeah I think it kinda goes down like that.
      I get real red faced and warm when I am tired and
      At least the forgetting part is true in my case 🙂

      It is ” liquorice ” theme.

      Thanks Deb

      Reply

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