Room Temp

the See

formed

atop

the Depression,

run-off

from

I

(myself & me)

and intermittent. . .

 

a build up

of

24/7

damn-giving!

spilling

–no longer contained–

and lacking second-sight,

relative to naught.

 

See mirrored

focus

–in the write lighting–

and

See revealed

bottom

–strewn w bloated hope–

and

See

eddied constantly

–vanquishing tired armed–

and

See

continued to eyes

drowning

–me–

(myself & I)

in

perpetual, doubling vision.

About Charron's Chatter

I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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