Roasting on this craggie shoreline <br />keyed to the sounds of the island <br />I am gathered, however ragged <br />to my full potential <br />still unwrapped <br />while driftwood fuels their stoves <br />my trash will become craft.<br /><br />Adryan Rotica<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-poet-8/
