06
Mar
I found your reflection
in a buoyant flake of salt.
Stuck in the middle
of a road less traveled.
I asked questions
for which you gave me
more.
The crisp ball of future
splashed towards me
As I tossed it into the foaming
vacuum; pummeling without remorse.
-b
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