Surreal Rendezvous

Surreal Rendezvous Plants poke from precipitating mud Overlooking the rocky glass plain Miles away From any street main Blow it up in torrential cascades Flow the grit and synthetic grains Caught up in mint wind No destination not at whim Bitter small chunks swirl in lumps Crunching against the paint Tearing it away from theContinue reading “Surreal Rendezvous”

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