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car in carbon





convivialist sand grains
leech on water tides
in summer tide’s bistro

                            away, they wash away

the chiefs fallen overboard
& there’s a new sea god in town
with the corruption
of sea salt’s flavour

remember;
earth is a grain of sand in space

& mossy rocks
don’t fit between
our toes





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  • Griswold silver member
    November 25, 2007

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    Well, this is an interesting take on the prompt, and those rocks wouldn't fit between my toes anyways. *shrug* Nice one...Scott


  • spiritualangel
    November 25, 2007
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    Very descriptive..
    good luck