Monday, December 30, 2019

The Words This Has Inherited

We maintain our inner claim
To be carriers of truth.

We maintain our truths are waves
This matter makes when carried.

Carrying and our manner
Of conveyance make the waves.

We are the waves escaping
Confinement creating us.

We are the waves in these pails
Banging against black crutches.

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