again slipping to a drop
it's...
ideas of edges that hold me
it's...
warmth dissolving essence
into cups aligned and overflowing
it's...
lost on shallow breaths
close now
to something like ignition
it's...
ashes awaiting companions
it's....
it is

Thoughts, Stories, The Poem

again slipping to a drop
it's...
ideas of edges that hold me
it's...
warmth dissolving essence
into cups aligned and overflowing
it's...
lost on shallow breaths
close now
to something like ignition
it's...
ashes awaiting companions
it's....
One response to “it is”
I like that open ending.
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