Sunset Bay OR

WPC: Ooh, Shiny!

It used to be the tiniest
flower sweetly waiting for someone
to notice her
with details exploding and my nose pressed

close breath held lens fixed and so much
to notice but lately my eyes have found
themselves distracted by something
else entirely, those rippled lines

directing my thoughts and worries out
into a body of water
the ocean the lake the puddle the rivers wake
all sounds cease to be heard by my ears, I feel (more…)