Quicksand

Quicksand

Your spade turned this soil
Muddied in lost chances
Dusty ideas floated over
Winds of change
You dug this soulless land
Only to delve further
Into my quicksand
We may meet again
As you sink
Closer and closer
To me
[DB]
© 2019 Drew B All Rights Reserved

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