25

January

La Brea

La Brea

     
 


La Brea
 

Bubbling, troubled, multitudes wash
Restlessly from ancient depths of slime.
Lives lost in the steaming mists of time
Swell up on a gurgling burbling swash,
Yearning to be free as air, from scum
Churning, loosened from their sludgy slum. 

Arise, antediluvian hosts!
Avaunt forever, primordial ghosts!

~ Daniel F Mitchell 

 

 
     

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