Charcoal nebuli.
Corpuscles suspended instant
Evanescent strings like chords, like rain.
Like rain thinks mud..
Feet then, and legs of strung chord upward into the rainy night,
And, though dark and upward,
Sinks on to knees in rich earth.

by Alex Benk

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