seaweed time
time rushes in
time rushes out
pushes me around
like seaweed without
a rock
to hold on to
posted by Grant Morgan @ 8:53 pm
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words woven
a poem is a lump of wood that holds the door open - GRANT MORGAN
19 November 2017
time rushes out
pushes me around
like seaweed without
a rock
to hold on to
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