July 13

Leave a comment
Uncategorized

Adrift, adrift.  The lake full of algae,
it clung to us as we walked out

of the water, turned our towels
green.  Now a headache from too

much sun.  Always a remainder,
these days.  No even division,

always something to carry on.

 

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s