Twiglet #277

nature, Personal Reflection 1 Minute

In the Carpark

in the carpark
        long puddles

    my wheels 
  splinter a church steeple

           and wobble
       autumnal trees

            later, feeling daring
I plant my boot 
            in the wide grey sky

        and watch it rattle
like wind juice

Written for Twiglet #277 “wind rattles”

Published by abigfatcanofworms

We all walk in the dark. But if we hold hands, perhaps the dark won't be as scary.

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