Soaked

Soaked   A dead sea soaks in memory its form now shapeless has far to go to be lost to the little bits of thought still swimming its dry banks.   My thoughts swell memories tremble there old incomplete sentences structured in timeless yawning, titanic clouds blocking the realness of now.   Janavi Held © 2017…

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Horizon

Horizon   I move too as the waves pierce the horizon that distance unattainable longs for me as well to embellish my ears with wind to swallow my eyes inside that insatiable horizon.   Janavi Held © 2017    

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