Glass And Seed – #NaPoWriMo Day Four

I’m weighing words.

Counting them

like beach glass.

Trying to judge

how you might distort

the light through them.



I will slip back inside

my hollow throat.


like tablets

or seeds.


Ignoring the fizz

as they hit my gut,

sprout up,

and wrap around

anything else there is

to say.

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