fragment
Dumb-thinned in long
sea-winds, I am.
My blood-fleet away,
an easy storm now there.
I have your dock here.
sea-winds, I am.
My blood-fleet away,
an easy storm now there.
I have your dock here.
fragments, aphorisms, poems, ephemera, sentences, quotations, translations, erasures, language play et al by Jon Cone
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