Have you ever waded in a sea
of shame
and saw crested flamongoes
surf on the surface
to the point of annoyance?
Have you ever felt
so downcast
that the floor of your belly
forced a seismic twist?
Or thought sagaciously
nerves heated up in a spark
as the fire-fighters' sirens
blared from afar?
Have you ever read
printed matter until
your eyes scuttled drunkenly?
Black Calla Lilies On My Grave
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Echoes of the Hills is all about you. I would love to hear your echo...