a slow kick
flipped it over
jiggling
not yet rigid
soon to be brick block
unyielding and unmoving
but dissolving
as sugar cubes in hot coffee
and when no trace remained
ubiquity
By B Gourley in Emotion, poem, Poetry on November 12, 2016.
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