Trans-lucent

Posted in conceptual, poem, poetry, stream of consciousness

i believe i’ve already died-
trans-luscent hands
hold blank pages
toss them wildly to an
invisible wind
passer-bys see only
thin papers
floating gently back
to Earth.

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