Sunday, 8 January 2017

...full or empty?

unwanted tears
drip from an unassumed
visage -- eager for the future
to arrive in a timely fashion
needless to say -- time transpires
its many paths in one culminated
journey -- similar to that of golden
liquid caramel that seems to flow
in any direction -- it is able

-- can you image
being that fluid? to house 
the proclivity to outstretch 
the branches within the fingers
of your chapped hands 

-- or if you prefer
a better visual in a manner
that would be created
with some acrylic
paint and a straw
which could probably
look better -- except
instead of paint
the use of something
even more fluid
blown through
a straw to design
a pattern that could
leave one feeling...