Somewhere
By Kathryn Lester-Bacon Posted in Poetry on June 4, 2015 0 Comments 1 min read
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a storm-drummed dock,
        tongue-swirled scotch,
        the sea’s salted singe
make a clean bed
        in a white room
        on a bright hall
recede to the point
        where lightning
        and horizon
        crash.


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