Whispering steam
Rising out of the dark abyss
Inside its ceramic prison
Swirling and bitter
A tile of bricks
Rising from the floor
Wrapped in reds and browns
A cold and lonely comfort
Paperbacks
Pages stained with the drops
Of muddy liquid
Footprints of times before
Glass bottle
Discarded and forgotten
Rolling listlessly
Colors reflecting in its abandonment
Keyboards
Tapping their syncopated rhythm
Radiated screens
Recording the mind
Voices rumble
Wrapping around the room
Like the loose string from my shoe
Holding it together
let me know what you think
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very cool, i felt like i was sitting in a cafe see all these things
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that was my goal
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Wow I love you put the reader right there of what they see.
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thanks
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Nicely done. A very creative way to poeticaly discribe the different items with imagery. Very smooth delivery.
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why thank you
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Wow! That was wonderful, the imagery was so real.
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thanks!
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