Poem
Poem
Offshore, mostly kelp,
seaweed forests,
tall against greenish
blue depths, brine washed,
faraway folded,
diminished phrases,
curling words twinning
too many zany
grains of sand flown
in wind, in such chains,
wings flapping,
joined as scrolls.
[surrealist]
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