Vespertine Dream

I saw a man, a man who looked like me. Worn, torn, pushed out to sea
Leather skin, beaten brow. Chewing at his memories like cud to a cow
Gnarled paper fingers. Years of an overtight grip.
Desperately hiding abuse
Regimen, pain, poise. Heart exception, tax exemption, the company
Concentrated waves. Megahertz
A flicker of sun tessellating from a metal implement
Colors streaked the sky like a basin of unwashed brushes
I saw a man, a man who looked like me
Worn, torn, set himself free



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Writer(s): Billy Synk
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