Sunday, June 20, 2021

Good Old Salt Of The Earth

The newcomers 
To the game 
Ready or not, they’ll come 
Seek us out come hell 
Or whatever’s left 
Of high water the moment 
We’ve run out of places 
To hide and stranded 
In the salt pans and long past 
Healing, the waves begin 
To lick old wounds again. 


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