clouds and breaches of cloud
racing under the dome of the sky...
gray light slowly turning
to gray dark
I stand on the edge of the tide
and watch the world
wash into the sea
the gray sea beyond my blur
in the smudged night...
Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito. All rights reserved.
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
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