X55

The Delaware
lies there: raw and open,
uncountable
silver coins
glistening in the sun.
There’s no mundane existence
to parcel;
for pass now the highway,
a lonesome church
– a flower here, a flower there,
the dying flames of memory.

Published by Tonyyy

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