Another Hug

sunday raspberries eyes at noon you appeared and burst into glittery fires and i hadn’t known immortal beauty until then so what would i’d have said if i could speak? you descended back like a parade on my world and i want to know what will happen a century later, when i no longer have words but someone else does and our threads reach into kingdoms that call us back to the now, and the now, and the now, and our specters rise like bombs over the lands until light and darkness themselves unwind in the voids we dodged "Another Hug" - September 2022. Created by William M. Peaster.