Group Effort

Open up like a stressed windowpane
Glossy eyed against the midnight
Reflection of purpose flickering
Into existence like a matchstick
Lit giving life to slivered hands
Establish a point of contact
Lambent teeth shining
Betwixt fluid and evening air,
Laughing on a couch like moth larvae
Filling space with shadows
Hoping the impression left
Is worthy of being kept
Spilling oil on the kitchen counter-top-
A symptom of withdrawal
Smiling gets old after awhile
Receding beneath argyle moon beams,
We all continued to disappear
Into separate shades of the same room

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Author: Montana Svoboda

I'm a genderless poet currently living in Central Michigan where I attend college for Environmental Science and English. Nature's some cool shit, frisbee's a neat activity, fountain pens are best pens, Latakia for life, coffee and tea keep these gears turning.

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