The taste of salt

Drank the Ocean again

Walked until there was no sand

Had an Angel take my hand

To lead me further from the land

Off to join the damned

On a vessel left unmanned

For my journey was unplanned

Emptiness will stand

Its time to take command.





  • L. B. Mek

    that rarity, of poetry
    distilled: succinct!
    a good poem, thanks for sharing

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