this simple life is not
the
buckling banks
beneath
me
sea tossed and torn away
this, another round of
flotsam accumulation
grief surged, spent is
surf's phlegm
or river's hem
isn't picturesque this
mudlarking
the
buckling banks
beneath
me
sea tossed and torn away
this, another round of
flotsam accumulation
grief surged, spent is
surf's phlegm
or river's hem
isn't picturesque this
mudlarking