Bull Hawking

Bleery Eyes - Poem by Bull Hawking

In the mild humidity
of a summer Sunday morn
laziness hangs like a blanket
over the dock
not tucked in debauchery
just a down payment
on implacable thirst of Sol
bleary eyes coveting every molecule
of moisture on its wobble ride
across an azure bowl

Topic(s) of this poem: afterlife

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not about anyone on this site

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 22, 2014

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