fringe selvedges

the loose end of poetry

Month: September, 2016

whisky mike

Carving through the current Cruising through a space A vector to our way point Resets – Our sense of place. Baltimore, MD – September 2016

distance

Light from a shadow Sneaks from within Waking its master By shaking – Its sin. New York, NY – September 2016

tiled floors

A consciousness framed As a moment, remained Is the answer To a question Unchained. Milton Point, NY – September 2016

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