Lover, a second half
a 50-word stream-of-consciousness poem
By Beth SarahPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Ian Schneider on Unsplash
God do I feel so proud
as his energy fizzles like a current and all are hypnotized by his brilliance in dance or song or quip or thought or magnificent bizarre act.
The scope of his imagination jars me
nothing is ever expected and always welcome and beautiful
About the Creator
Beth Sarah
We've been scribbled in the margins of a story that is patently absurd
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