Salt Poem by Dylan KD.

Salt



Dormant flow of closed in arenas
crumbling under the mud
adorned in heists
strung out in feathers
puddles chew on the hull

The ghost begins at the bronzing apex
blinking ships coat the plunge
afloat in drums
distant eraser
golden film slows the tug

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