currently

currently

A Poem by boyearth

9.17.16
we hold our feelings in our palms.
hold them in cupped hands, 
afraid of spilling. 
the water and the shore
each wave
vindictive and temperamental.
emotions like a storm.
reckless, crashing, violent.

© 2016 boyearth


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boyearth
boyearth

brooklyn, NY



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