"This poem is based on a beach near my home town. i spend a great amount of time there looking out to the sea waiting till i have got my degree and i can travel from the shores."
Spread out to nothing comfort is wandering
among the outlines. Fan the absence with
out prosperity. In leisure you bring
surrounded tracings to where you'd lay. Give
away no pleasantries. Casual to
members in this indication: Unfold;
go elsewhere, not nil, not secure. But you
are aimless in your definition, cold,
doused in zero consolation you are
slow to be involved. Contours will broaden
and extinguish our noughts. Warmth twists for
our companion whose features expand then
are quenched. Trifling and calm, you meander
amid bounds extended beyond wonder
Used by permission of the author
Helen Frances says," I am a final student of Graphic Design / Typography and my poetry is based on generating literature through mechanistic principles, word games and language play. I study language and literature theory within my degree, considering ideas outlined in reconstruction and post structuralism and the importance of language and ludic language within society "
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