Flower

[Q]

slowly slipping, wetly away
her song is for me -

for everyone

so I wipe these things away
or so I say
or so I must

to keep on floating, keep on driving

toward whatever end.

[SwerveCityUSA]

replacing the place
I cannot go.
it stops for a moment
and then forever continues
wallowing.
how do I grasp time
and take ahold of what has become
flowing on the river
into seas of no end.