Exhale Day 12)Napowrimo

She had crumbled before

throwing hands right above the stippled light.

This time, her eyes were squared

distilling the faintest of frozen dust.

Her thirst was cleaver

anticipating her stage

She could really take flight.

Just,

Tonight.

Give it all you got!

Even if it is just another bust,

Exhale


4 responses to “Exhale Day 12)Napowrimo”

  1. Nice one! ‘thirst was cleaver’ – nice imagery and just how it feels before taking the stage – can relate! 🙂 love the line before too! 🙂

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