Scrittura
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Scrittura

the Slow-behind-fast

A Prose Poem

Artwork by Author

aimlessly wander, pick at the memories, pick up the shale pieces, rise like old tide.
collect what the water shares, spit out the salt beads, shake off the sticky life, hear for your wise ones
smile at the crab things which hide under sandblots, dig deep those toes, which have walked where you came
pinch at the pink parts, the red bits, the after-browns, run from the yellows, while there’s still time…

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If you paint for me even one thing which is true, perhaps I’ll be tempted to consider two. I tell tales poetically, someone else needs to set them to music.