Slick rocks.

Slick rocks.

The body lay broken
on slick rocks
gathered to lift it up
by the banks
of the raging river
a rag doll
discarded, cold
blackened lips parted
glass orbs reflecting
the grey skies cracked
to the void of a wound
that rendered it
wordless

. . .











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