Treasure Island

Walter C. Edwards


From Once We Came


When I be came a nothing,
did that mean,
that I no longer exists,
no point to reference,
not a guiding light,
to show you,
from once you came,
shell game at the waters edge,
crawling forth from the mud and muck.
only to peck me from below,
pull me not into the sallow water so.

Submitted: Saturday, May 04, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 18, 2013

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