torn in flux – A Poem

 

torn in flux

dandelion dress
photo
crash oblivion
summer painted toenails
a fresh breeze
screams easy and faint
blue run yellow road
gold lined grain stacked
stationary

oh be, be, be

torn in flux
spoken
pressed words
newly rested olive fantasy
reversed cream dusk
windowed open and
numb

and in the distance
mountains

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