Anon Sequitur

James Long
Jan 5
1 min read

This heart

Heavy as the sea, pulls

Downwards

Against my fluttering feet

On calm days and those

Beaten by waves

Swallowing my days and years

In silence

Endless above as below

Empty as Mirrors

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