Delicate Skies
Sep 2, 2018 · 1 min read

I.
Under a sky of thought,
shifts a slow turning tide.
It flows and ebbs, distorts
the stirring ozone
with kinetic etchings…
The lightning of liquid dreams.
II.
December sun —
at my bidding, just for once.

I.
Under a sky of thought,
shifts a slow turning tide.
It flows and ebbs, distorts
the stirring ozone
with kinetic etchings…
The lightning of liquid dreams.
II.
December sun —
at my bidding, just for once.

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