Oarsmen


Measured time paints us into small corners
these numbered days yearn for sweet freedom
too often caged by stringency
lashing minutes sting our minds
whips ‘gainst shackled vessels
ships into sunset
autumn of years
as we row
through this
world

Matthew – 2015
© 2015 This Mortal Flesh

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