Poetry

Colorchords

we wonder what it’s like to see a raindrop start. if we leaned in close enough would we see our own reflection? the wind sweeps through the incense and we see a splash of colorchords.

it’s kind of special how we don’t have words for smells; somehow it makes them more real. we wish everyone could smell what we do today.

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~Beto 'Riginale
September 12, 2022 4:07 am

this is just a test