Slice the Flow
Evolve November Poetry Competition
Published in
Nov 17, 2021
If you look closely
At the sharp angles
They tell the story
Down to the abyss
The grey erupted
It started showing
The brewing storm clouds
Predicting the blast
I tried to tame it
To keep it flowing
High heat and pressure
Still willful unbent
So long and shaggy
Begging to escape
My knife cut through it
And I owned it then
Now we are able
To show our colors
Run wild together
And disrupt the flow
