Old water on glass

Glass is etched with old water dream drops 


intermitttently off 

an ill-eloquent 


a she ostrich

me-ostrich burial ground 

of “stuff”

that just didn’t happen…

Ego and Id wandering through several little universes

of my old making…

irreverential flip flop 



leftover arrows 

 through inconsequential, non-referential 

sequential-ly past tense over due

falter me 

ox eye hoops…

(But parentheticals  can grow petals so I hope for new blooms on glass….soon)


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