for the ages

overcast ambience cool and green you fondly grow climbing over grey walls of rock and waves of ocean places i've sat at for some time to listen to wheels crossing water over the broken foam driving on by while having the windows open the soft curdling caress of the bush pigeon happens in the background i per chance fly by like a sparrow in play getting along with the magpie look right into your eyes both darting away stay yourself and ask what are you afraid of? what are you afraid of? the flickering lights out upon the bay are merely burning out of discomfort

CuldeSac

What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?

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