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Humidity

My fists break and shatter the glass.
Why do I attract my biggest fears?
A large exhale;
Blow the spider from its web.
Daunting, ominous,
Blooming.

The power of your sound is my heaven.

Skin breaks against bark,
Splintered. Hope spills, life is messy.
Where in life are we blessed?
Can we find the quickest way out?
We rally to find our reasons, the best excuse
To why we cannot have what we reach for.

We pray for inundation.

Canopies crush the air; you and I
Are stuck in an endless forever--
And our knees are dirty.

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  • wildflowr
    October 12

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    thanks it was nice.

    This was challenging. It was challenging because it presented new concepts, ones that made me think.
    I think you are talented at paying attention to sound. It is exciting to read.