Wednesday, March 9, 2022

Sublimation Water Lilies

the shadow self to the green and even 
saucer floating placid
agitated underside fleshy ridged 
enraged purple red

allows liberties with 
his anger more often

lets it flower exploding open 
above the surface
spike petals screaming 
pointed in pink-faced fury
righteous fire placed blazing center 
at last almost gleeful spreading free

then as suddenly
doused and dolorous 
in the growing reservoir
of shame

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