Capital q Poetry
Poetry from the fellow Trent Bellwood
1/22/15
Wipe your feet
I cannot hear the steps beneath my feet
I'm waiting till I hear them meet the ground
I'll sit down
Wipe away those sounds and right back to the water
Let dungeon pool around me
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