Like overcast skies heavy with trickling drops
Pregnant mists, redolent with
light promises. A reticent cornucopia
of good wishes; best served as intermittent rain.
A sterile womb incensed with dream offerings
A prayer held afloat on the lips of a sky lantern
as an incomprehensible puzzle. A frieze; frozen
in time, now incoherent, incongruous, out of place.
A nightmare awoken; my comprehension's extension, lost.
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