Water
Everythingohbristled,thebramble
prickedandthegreenthread
nibbledaway,thepetalfell,falling
untiltheonlyflowerwasthefallingitself.
Waterisater,
hasnodirebutitshtgrace,
runsthroughallimaginablecolors,
takeslimpidlessons
fromstone,
andinthosefuningsplaysout
theunrealizedambitionsofthefoam.
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