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The Ground Is Slick and Fills Me with Sinking

A Poem

By M. L. WoldmanPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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Nobody cares anymore about the sureness of footing

where land is watery sogged

and the sand comes with quickness

There is no sadness in this knowledge

that the water is coming for us

It was built to wash and swallow

I spent years testing each step

with my staff before planting foot

Now I walk sure-footed

unmoored from urgency

smelling the thickness

of wet air

sad poetry
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M. L. Woldman

Poetry, painting, film, and when I'm feeling saucy, philosophy.

ig: TV.Marty.Tonight.Poetry

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