Complete Stream (Take II)
Location
every line
a starting point
to take and run with
to the edge of the sea.
and we see
and we sleep.
wake anew with the taste
of the words
of the ideas
lingering on our tongues.
empty bottles strewn about
jumbled like
the perfect sense
that was
but is now
simply webbed about
my mind like an attic.
collections
artifacts
scars and such.