in more than one way. Actually -- a succulent remade most luscious by the spin of color & chance. And water's magic mirror. Is that a byproduct of editing? Or the processing of pairing tasty leftovers?
haiku (and not your usual 5-7-5)
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ReplyDeleteTheir words call out a shared vision: doubt vanquished
by common dreams. No abstract fall guy can command
attention now, subtractions by the commuter over and done.
But some faint gash remains: a drift in the sand they've been sharing.
Umbrellas folded, they set out against the wind, now alone,
all gazes told to go away, minors allowed to stay up late.