driftwood enough
to crucify a thousand christs
mud to bury them three times over
me
what remains
Tag Archives: Driftwood
Day 89
an orange slice moon
a forest of driftwood, raftlike
the river receding slow
a single robin sings optimism:
on watch – I
driftwood enough
to crucify a thousand christs
mud to bury them three times over
me
what remains
an orange slice moon
a forest of driftwood, raftlike
the river receding slow
a single robin sings optimism:
on watch – I