Revisitations XIV
by Graham Myres

Under floating water,
it doesn't hurt. Seems crimson.

I know about thinking, and ethereal yesterday,
prophets removed land from the snake,
and used tiled messages to tie the unknown together.

Perpetual blue.

Foreign stare.

A concession

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