What A Shell Of A Room!
the nude says
her feet flesh rolling
on a white floor
i am happy in here
the sea slides in through
the door and licks at her hand
her happiness tosses itself
to the walls
she catches its fall and swallows
it all.
she drowns
where she stands.
that was their story.
i am telling you now.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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