Monday, 17 June 2013

River Bottom

When did we think it would end?
Never?
We who wear our invincibility on our sleeve
Careless in the heat of youth

They say you don't see the ending until it hits you.
And though we laughed, it seems they were right this time.
Wild creature, you were never meant
to be still.



















Oh I am far from home today,
And miles away from the sea.


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