Spillage

Spillage This isn’t the first time The crystal ball fell And a bone shard shattered, Snapping and popping While it rolls and clatters, Visions within breaking Again. The sphere Decomposes on a Hardwood floor, rolling Past a cauldron And scattered scrolls Written in an Ancient tongue As the ball fuzzes Over and slowly disintegrates. ChipsContinue reading “Spillage”

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