by Anna Lovering
(United States)

There is a pier
outside of town......

On a stage alone,
time composed this song for you.

Drive me out,
fish for my pain.

Not connected to

A note so wide,
so open, but yet

so blue.
It collects in a

corner pocket

A lasso, drawn up
for a boat with

boxes to unload.
A duty, it can't

spark that flame.
Only to get pulled

out as a leaf.
An endless amount

that delves its
waters aside.

Just wires your
feelings, out

on a line.
Once more,

A leaf, so broken,
at each limb, where

time has composed
this song for You.

Time has brought,
crumpled, me.

Passed that last
window where it calls for more.

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