"Sugar Cubes"- Poem
Small squares, receptive
to isolated droplets which
crash like atomic bombs
on their crystalline surface.
Sweet diamonds whose purpose
is to engage the mind
through amethyst eyes,
saliva erodes their structure
into free verse, allowed to
flow into a syrupy deluge.
Forcing the mind through an
ebon nightmare-
as the senses collide in pluvial spirit-
and is lapped up by a helpless awareness
that you are on a timeless trip
as you hold tight to anchored aspirations.
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