Whitewater
In your
Angled
Fist
Batters
Rocks
Anger
Kissed.
Waves
Like
Fingers
Grasping
Clawing
At the
Shoreline
Gnawing.
Repetition
Without
Falter
Perfect
Symmetry
To batter
The jagged rocks
As if an altar.
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Author:
nephilim56 (
Offline) - Published: June 30th, 2025 03:42
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