14 june 2022
Smoking Candles
Soundlessly steps move, in
midmoon― deleting trust.
Now I am the time.
You left your guitar
on the moving sands of beach.
Waves pick up the song.
Watching a seagull―
wolfing out from eye socket,
of a sinking fish.
A gift from a barbie
doll of tanned skin in nun's garb.
Please stand in hot sun.
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