PH: Emilio Labrador
Simple present is complex,
while continuous,
progressively dissolves,
like sugar,
and memory.
But roots,
hide,
and show,
hang on,
and sprout,
as perfect does to surface,
invisibly expressed,
by tears,
of joy,
of sadness,
like tides,
not real,
but sentient,
while faces fall to wrinkle
and laughter becomes wisp,
of hair,
and whispers,
disappear
into the lightweight air.
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