April 18, 2013

You Could Tell Me




Hay at
Ashes to ashes

Plaited mat
Batter, batter

A time machine to rapidly reducing ranks

A time machine to the wave action of waves

High seas

Even up before evening out

From where you're sitting you can see the moon pulling the oceans on a string

Ebbs, swells

The kind of weather that makes a hermit lonely

Would be what?

We'll make our way back when the time is right

You can't get rid of us that easy

Location:Melvin Dr,Baltimore,United States

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