D'you Ever Stop to Notice a Bubble?


d’you ever stop to notice a bubble?
the delicious cacophony of melted rainbows
madly encircling its globe,
recombinant, glistening.
burning itself into gray skin.
scattered breath mating with
the afternoon sun.

 

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