Suedesoap
Friday, 19 April 2019
Dry sea
It's a vast bed
an ocean
where I sit on a lifeboat
floating around
a ship in sight
that I stay tethered to
it stays oblivious
but stays anchored
All the while
I look for places
to get lost
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