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Breadcrumb #654

December 25, 2020 by Bob Raymonda

MARK HAMMERSCHICK

Fragments of sand
sift through calloused toes
raw with wrinkled
scraps of yellowed memory.
Blue sun on cue
spinning surrealism
like some Tanguy canvas
stretched across eternity
like your eyes
white with splinters
of big bang residue
collected in caverns
of expanding light.

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December 25, 2020 /Bob Raymonda
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