Me and Midjourney Collage
Were there words in the spaces?
Smoke signals sent from a Player’s Light.
Drifting,
Swirling,
Before dissipating.
And inhaled whole
Like messages to my mind
In languages, I don’t know.
We spoke in tongues,
Never eye to eye.
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Kristen Haveman
A dabbler, a story teller.
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