Freeverse 617

4/4/22

peace is water
if removed we're jerky
crisp with regret
blistered with wishes
tortured by double dog dares
by the monkey dancers
faces shredded by daydream stares
fists in the air like mist
pavement catching like a mitt
what is winter sometime
when fountains are forever

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