turn that light out I thought as I lay back in the sand and looked up at the glaring moon
therapeutic madness
ebbing and shuddering uneven tides according to own clock feeling from pasts inform unexpected this now
This poem was published in
Golden Hour - Hora Dorada and Beer Book
you can buy it by send a message with your address to
colm@ciarnain.com it costs 12€ + postage
here at Litteraturcentrum Kvu
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