by the river
the quick sound
of voices
meets arms of water
all purposes
of guitar strings
almost rusted through
when the tide
retraces stones
& creeps up
the ships bow
wetting the wood
lifting the…
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... and the Start of Hard Times To Come. A writing (time wasting) diary. This is the scrapbook of a writer who should be writing his novel.
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