A life broke out

A life broke out and splattered

indiscriminately, as if it didn’t care

what was ruined or who was stained.

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Streams became rivers, then torrents

overpouring boundaries

while you watched from a dry distance.

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The skyview was beautiful,

delineating the courses of a portrait

too distant to touch, too viscous to hold,

and too shallow to dive into.