Trickling Sand

Form: Free Verse

Grains of guilt trickle through me
like the sand on a sunny beach
dry and rasping against my senses
and I long for the soothing wetness
of sand on my feet just kissed by the waves
before the ripple away to a different horizon
and I wish I could go with them
free to live life
away from the judgemental glances
and the pain of ignorance

©JGFarmer2020

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