CIIPHER • N°06

SEAWORTHY

I didn’t always had a tearful look,
– That… today, I carry and I have.
Then a dark time came with evil,
To weaken a strength’s retrieval.

I laid on an empty swimming pool,
Staring at a amazing, glaring sight.
Likewise, I sat at a pedestrian zone,
Thumbing up to my first hitchhike.

I sweetened my weeping on sleep,
On a cheapened and forged grin.
I was contented in a muddy river.
To be sentenced to the sea green.

© Ricardo Sexton

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