Clark Anne The Sitting Room Swimming ---------- Your body is the shoreline sometimes I am the sea clinging desperately feeling all the contours Ebbing away pulled by the tides - the moon and digital clocks sensitive to nothing Parting hours - time falls through our fingers like sand. |
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