Cobwebs of the mind:
Like dust-bunny gossamers
Dripping with hot tears.
Max Q
Inside most people
a book struggles to emerge
Quick, call the midwife
Bill
With no resistance
Water flowing over stones
Open horizons
Rikosan
Thankful now for snow
While dolts smash reality
I’ll shovel cold truth
Maeve
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