caughtinthebrambles
- Jan 30, 2021
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stretching perspectives

there’s the water

here’s the drop

drip

drop

SPLASH

drip

drop

SPLASH

hit the window

down the pane

in rivers

small

and searching

pushing on

then:

a pool

see-through

trembling

but stretching perspectives

on the other side

red buses

going by

thick

and thin

morphing

in the dripping glass

stretching

trembling

they flow apart

drip

drop

SPLASH

small world

big world

there’s the water

here’s the drop

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