Lit Liquid Linguistics

Silken smoke smothers
The bleeding windshield,
Droplets deflecting,
Meshing, melding,
To the glass, eying the hazed backdrop of green with
Gumdrop sight, lazy lids;
It glimmers, stagnant, staring
Vicariously through me,
And I think ‘be my
Aqua ambiance’.





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