Listing. I’ll start by checking mine to see if I’m still on track… 1. Mirror flat. My imperfect eye reflects the perfect sky in the tilt of the perfect sea. Sat still amid this Argon evening peace in my violet hulled ship, I’m not listing. No wind chime chain, or curling wave. Going nowhere. Check….
Day: August 10, 2020
Morning Haiku – 29
Another dice flips From face-to-face for fumbling August crap shooters.