Photo by Hubert Buratynski on Unsplash
Clear water, silence.
dreaming of a catch
that long gone, never here again.
Plastic crystallizes into illusions
on rotting wood
death and water
dancing together.
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G. A. Botero
I have a million bad ideas, until a good one surfaces. Poetry, short stories, essays.
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Comments (4)
So simple words, yet they give so much to think about... I often have this feeling when life is shit,like I'm nostalgic for something once great and want to project it on the rotting things around me.
The way you pair silence and decay really lingers in the mind.
I mean, that picture definitely complements your words. Was it the inspiration or was it the other way round?
Death and water dancing together, I especially loved that!