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The Glass Jar and a Little Smooth
Softness,textures, the bushes are a
variation.
When I see pencils and pens of
various colors inside a glass jar
they give me when flattened between
each glassy mold a peculiar feel.
Care is a bat.
She makes through darkness as carefully
soft with full of surprises
comes out at night.
As a soft plant both
seem inimical to wet and dry air.
I felt inimical.
Would her place such as the eye
pounced upon would pounce upon
my own?
The place that she and I make
use of the softness we both pause.
As the glass jar floats by.
variation.
When I see pencils and pens of
various colors inside a glass jar
they give me when flattened between
each glassy mold a peculiar feel.
Care is a bat.
She makes through darkness as carefully
soft with full of surprises
comes out at night.
As a soft plant both
seem inimical to wet and dry air.
I felt inimical.
Would her place such as the eye
pounced upon would pounce upon
my own?
The place that she and I make
use of the softness we both pause.
As the glass jar floats by.
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The Glass Jar and a Little Smooth
The Glass Jar and a Little Smooth