Search For A Method Poem by Moko Yromem

Search For A Method



no sunset, trees
bent like lavender
kissing the wind - wings
alive with illustrious
sand (sound)

where?
the things you find
are lumps that writhe
and bleed
they fumble forth from
pockets
toward the beach

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