Visions Over the Sea

Where the moon’s reflection meets the city’s edge I boarded a ferry to cross over with the rest To a place that has always waited for us This, the final passage of dreamers...

Boneyard

Staring beyond the depths of the cup in my hands Into a past I long to know The view from atop the boneyard pile Is a steep descent into rolling madness.

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