Everywhere

And not a drop

starry sky above deserted hills

And yet whole worlds
so close, postponed
by colliding logics,
opinions where sight
might be, to common
need. We could not
invent the water,
though some
tried.

Author: Stacey C. Johnson

I keep watch and listen, mostly in dark places.

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