Aspirations
A POMwrimo poem
Nov 2 · 1 min read

Transparent, you say?
Try to be like glass,
when vertical threads of rain
are falling fast and
stinging like pins.
… First, tiny dots,
then, heavy drops,
then, they slip and fall,

Transparent, you say?
Try to be like glass,
when vertical threads of rain
are falling fast and
stinging like pins.
… First, tiny dots,
then, heavy drops,
then, they slip and fall,

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