what's the point?
scrape bone with flint
phantasmagoric
and toss finger broke
i can hear her calling
over the wave;
so slip me undertow
before i wake
what's the point?
scrape bone with flint
phantasmagoric
and toss finger broke
i can hear her calling
over the wave;
so slip me undertow
before i wake
2 responses to “undertow”
Your opening line says it all. And yet…
I feel every word of this, Michael.
Thank Chris. That the rub, isn’t it? “And yet…”