Tillamook Bar,
the ocean licks you away
like frosting from a cake.
Your houses crumble like icing-flowers
to feed the grey-green hunger
at the edge of the sugar-white froth--
but it isn't sweet, not at all
bitter gouges in the soft flesh of the land.
Collection available! Knocking from Inside
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Erosion
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Did someone say cake?! :D
That was beautifully written. I do love your work.
Astounded - this is beautifully-written! *jumping for joy* and creative too for MM. *huggies*
Manic Monday ~ Lick
nice extended metaphor!
well done! i esp like the twist at the end
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