A vignette
Submitted by smiley7 on Wed, 11/08/2017 - 10:51pmSweet is the street
walking in sunshine
skipping on four rollers
snowboarding beyond boarders
breathing octagon crystals
inhalations
gasping to be
Drowned by the gullies
rushing in silt
smothering fish
flooding the news
food delivered, to the door,
in paper
wax
before its time
plastic feeding cretans of the sea
making hay in rhyme