Seaweed Seems
Receding tides strand fronded weeds,
like gravy stains on your wedding dress,
ornaments that spark autumn leaves
are far from uncomely, Prince Charming
like hands clutch sand and drowning,
you slip glass slippered from dreams
like seaweed seems your spark or shadow,
dust I forgot to forget but blows somehow,
feel your fronds slip like anchors weigh,
as tides drag tides drag seaweed frayed.
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