no cringing

meeting the shadow

it's mostly water & sand

encircled by light

the ledge

don't look directly

use peripheral vision

waiting on the ledge

bangin on

words bounce & tumbledo I want to be a drumreceive the rhythm

elegance wading
poised in grace, surprisingly
awkward in motion

erase history
with a swish of the paint brush
what lingers beneath?

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which animal are you?

wish I were a crow
they get to wear black, talk loud
and steal shiny things

a very good year

many cones
crowding on the branch
abundance