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06

Mar

I found your reflection

in a buoyant flake of salt.

Stuck in the middle

of a road less traveled. 

I asked questions

for which you gave me

more. 

The crisp ball of future

splashed towards me

As I tossed it into the foaming

vacuum; pummeling without remorse.

-b