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Terminal Reef
Like water…
fear seeks its own level
Rich or poor
it wades through our consciousness
Driving us inward
toward sirens of darkness
Shrilling the moment
-with lyres of doubt
(Hereford Inlet: December, 2021)
fear seeks its own level
Rich or poor
it wades through our consciousness
Driving us inward
toward sirens of darkness
Shrilling the moment
-with lyres of doubt
(Hereford Inlet: December, 2021)
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Terminal Reef
Terminal Reef