"...The Coast...""...The Coast...""...The Coast..."
Ground cloud haze draping the coastal town Recessive beach water, salt and foam The puplic's hastened mobility
Corroded cars, cracked asphalt Heavy clothing, misty breeze 20000 directions, objectives Alive
"...Advice..."“…Advice…”"...Advice..."
Miscellaneous stones rolled into place Ranging from jagged to round. Pressing against various muscles Stuck to the bones in my back. The gentle chilled substance Pushes and tugs at my clothes. Soaking in. Finding way beneath, above, around. Shallow river I lay soundly With questions Physical deterioration Trust And resorts. ?
"...Walk: Park Bench..."“…Walk: Park Bench…”"...Walk: Park Bench..."
The iron lock and fist of naivety Crudely cast, molded chariot of gravity Pinned to soil rich in limited thought Lengthy process, avenue of understanding Trials, losses, and gains Notches in progress Refute of tasteless self-defeat Clenching grass, white knuckles Gritted teeth Rising steam Clinging moisture An array of silent lines Lacking the pressure Empty grains of fiber Eager spirits, liquid ink Acknowledging faint wisps Brewed in misinterpreted spirituality Radiance Hope U
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