Arvik pours a glass o past acts n artifacts, sits back
sweet life rolls along the river, love family and friends, tributaries,
growing volume, speed n depth the best get swept up with the rest
the quest for large tides n great white rides, these are gravity's gifts,
patiently waiting as fish.
angels and demons play cards on coral
toss lost gold n sand dollars atop the pot
sometimes i sit with them, not to play, but to study, watch the poker faces...... 🧙♂️🦉🦝
