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the Temperature of vapour


Boiling waters, roiling spasms
what once was, cannot be again.
Perfect moments in time
taken together, sometimes
time stops to keep it perfect

shattered dreams
shards of glass ,
Moments shredded and joined

waters roil
cover what goes underneath.
Surfaces are only skin deep
Scratch a little
the gleam is
there for those
Who See and can see

So Many cannot
they are only looking
transient images, vacuous faces
nameless shifts and madding mobs
merely meeting in meandering
manners manifold maunderings
My maudlin drinks
Am I the pianoman
or Only the Trumpeteer

Who called who spoke who took
I haven't Yet
....But I will

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