#smallpoems As feet seap into debris and leaves squeeze in between toes Our seat, our tree An epiphany Initially we can not see the enemy within me ye
#smallpoems As feet seap into debris and leaves squeeze in between toes Our seat, our tree An epiphany Initially we can not see the enemy within me yet we seek delivery from the litanies of scress and decress that seize sounds that surround when real silence inside all that can't be found abounds in a Progeny we seek synchrony in songs sun on tears falling i
Greg McVerry