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Beachcomber

 

Floatsam bouyed by the tides
sharp shards of seashells shred her feet
as she runs carefree into the salty wind


Her mind is far away
washing in and out with the tides


Jerked back to reality by pornographic pictures
that protrude into the pleasure


Why cannot silence be free?
Where can her mind rest in piece (sic)


Jouney into the worlds of unsettled encounters
Unrealistic by their content and painful
in their reality


Struggle to the surfcae, gasping for air
not polluted by his smell or her feel


Worldwide destruction reigns,
silenced only by the depths of pain
where the world is so dense
there is no room for soundwaves to grow


Silence through density
Denial through Silence


Run!

© kaletal

 

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