unmoved like stone
not one but many
gravel that lines the floor
of a swimming pool
white on turquoise
moved
gently rocked until
empty
empty until full
once again
the water moves and
splashes against
the walls
spilling over the lip
like a song
or sweet words
wasted and falling
through the tiles
maybe not wasted
but left to nourish
something else
someone else
a change in
direction
~
06.03.07
Leigh-Anne Tyson
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