If you squeeze silence together
Pick it up
It is a bell
Too loud to ring
A ball too round
To roll
Keep going
To the left
The comet
Sneezed
A
Contrapposto
Distance
Every stair
A vast bite
A paperclip of
Stars
Black holes are
A wound
Of clouds
God is pragmatic
And perpendicular to angels
“To the left / The comet / Sneezed.”
“A paperclip of / Stars”
Gems. Glad you make and share.
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Thank you Casey. I’m gad you liked them, and I appreciate the comment.
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