Azure smeared blush.
Morass garden.
Confusion. Foraging.
Heaviness.
the question wades against her lips
awaiting the tongue’s surrender.
dragonfly on her shoulder.
the words fall over.
“where did she
go?”
he recalls.
“she was imbued with blue. a willow
mantled dusk. the element of impalpability
creeps around her lungs. she walks the
horizon field and gazes with knees steeped in
undergrowth braces. a silent scream for us to
scour for her vestige. she hides to be
unearthed only to flee when eyes near her
essence.”
Haziness. Straying.
Melancholy. Dimmed
foliage. Still felled cicadas.
Emersion through
immersion.
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