on the outer

July 27, 2013 § Leave a comment

how these distortions occur
I will never know
so I’ve learned to
accept them
as lacework over
windswept eyes
and again I wake
to sand scarred landscapes
and pray for
sleep
at the feet
of heaving northern seas

(c) 2013 Fred Whitehead

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