days without
words
i am nothing more
than
vapor
water on the stove boils
til dry
the hiss of a gas flame
laments
the loss
a cool glass sits with
a clink
living alone
Sending poetry to the world
Sending poetry to the world
days without
words
i am nothing more
than
vapor
water on the stove boils
til dry
the hiss of a gas flame
laments
the loss
a cool glass sits with
a clink
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I like this. I can hear the hiss and the clink.
Thank you Susannah! Hope you are doing well –