Walking in Mind

A Trail of Thoughts

Down To The Bone

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Carnival Saturday.

Washed up on the Catalan coast,

a Venetian mask,

shrunken by the sea

til it resembles nothing but bone,

the splinter of a story

that tonight

will sound across the Mediterranean.





Author: Alan Nance

Old bones creak along the trail. Words often elude me at my desk. I can't go on. I'll go on.

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