Old Newfound Foaming
I'm onslaught of me, breaker combing the far sea crash landing in lace have tears been expunged why can't I find way to cry, have I turned to stone apocalypse now is the game time always plays I'm unwitting fool poetry monster is breaking into haiku old newfound foaming I can't cry enough to empty ocean of loss - I just must sail it I write the nig…


