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The Gone
The foundations
crumble
in
a detritus of pebbles
Like pebbles
into
a pond
of
Ether which responds
In wave length
ripples
in
states
of
drift.
crumble
in
a detritus of pebbles
Like pebbles
into
a pond
of
Ether which responds
In wave length
ripples
in
states
of
drift.
Published 25th Apr 2023
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26th Apr 2023 6:38pm
Every piece of this was fucking awesome.
It whispered along a spider web, and never stayed still. This poem is hard to catch, but it's also one I can't fucking stop reading.
I enjoyed the motion. The fact you started with crumbling foundations and end with the very remnants of that foundation drifting away has an impact.
Cool shit.
It whispered along a spider web, and never stayed still. This poem is hard to catch, but it's also one I can't fucking stop reading.
I enjoyed the motion. The fact you started with crumbling foundations and end with the very remnants of that foundation drifting away has an impact.
Cool shit.
30th Apr 2023 8:15am
Thank you Betty...
That is very cool of you to say...
Your deep passion really inspires me...
:)
That is very cool of you to say...
Your deep passion really inspires me...
:)
