by Brian Bolding
Written 3/28/21
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Buried under 10 feet
Of missed connections I never found
Wasted Lust and frozen ground
Beneath my feet
Just Swept aside
Like a rolling tide forms
Like coming storms
I never once lied
Buried under 20 feet
Of endless afternoons
Of dirty coffeespoons
I need to hit the street
Buried under 30 feet
Of insane garbage and hate
I hope I’m not too late
To take my seat.
BB.
Picture: “Wanderings XXV” by Brian Bolding, taken 3/25/21
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