Into A Rock Poem by Antony Glaser

Into A Rock

The Pale fountains
linger by the score
taking up my only good idea
now im rocking on a set
the phantoms of time haunt me
they push their agenda
Their tonsils protrude
I sleep by constant fright
Id laid into the future years
Now I am on a rock
lost to the stillness

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