The Making
written by: KB Wells Jr
Drew lines in the sand
for waves to wash over
and make something else.
Blurry outlines, dry hopes
your name
in the sand everywhere
I have written your name.
Fine grains, the sands of time
for life to wash over
and make something else.
KB Wells Jr
Lifelong lover of language and communication. Fond of dark alleys and dim corners, where life bubbles over with the barest of words. And anything that goes boo. Or bonk. Or boink. Where the natural language of hallucination and being thrives.
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- The Making - March 11, 2022
