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Prosaic-Scriptor — Buried Treasures
Published: 2010-01-07 06:11:41 +0000 UTC; Views: 276; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 5
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bobbed and pinnedthey lie,
grainy strands drowning in liquid sand;
warm, dry fingers sifted their
tired bodies into softened piles,
limp cords draped over sighing sails,
drifting ships off-shore.
they purr softly when they fall
from greedy paws,
hissing through palms to
thump back on hollow ground,
parched and dusty,
quaffing the ocean air like
divine delicacies;
craven ambrosia imbibed in plenty--
whispering clumps of
enviable glory,
they know not their value.
fine chains -
fragile structures of woven
ice and gossamer preciosity.
choppy waves beat at their exoskeletal
carapace-coffin;
a wooden shell sheltering
that which is valuable--
confining beautiful greed.
