Abstractly, A Sliver of Me
A soliloquy whispering among friends,
crumbling snow drift defying summer skies.
High desert sleepwalker tucked in tight,
Metropolis novice of half naked eyes.
Trails of far off forest hugged silence,
Morning smoke campfire coffee's brisk sip.
Falling down the cliff of poetry's trials,
Detachment's poison stings a hearty quip.
EaS
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