these deserted searchesfor the self,drift as is compliantwith the tide.these reverted sensesof whats good,recovered by a comberof a storm & shore collide.~
i have a sense that you wrote this on impulse, words flowing without plan or edit, and that's why it's so good. last line's a cracker.
thank you Noah…you're right on
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