primal sound
by tanner brockwell
primal sound
in the message
where in the sigh
the eclipsed groan
and own and own and own
the tassel be dangled streets
wholly there and fully neat
that reflective shine
the absorbing line
the continuous and the sublime
there in the extra now
time compressed and time would bow
would bow would bow
would fairly break
there i had found the wake
i was yet as i would be
i was never far to see
take the surface take it deep
and dive dive in to sleep
that soft comfort even beneath
the cool smooth touch
touch the sheets
where energy is a glow to see
comfort as comfort be
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One Comment
wow… I loved the flow of this poem. Wonderful!