You used it.
Big vision.

A baby grand in duet with lapping waves, me.

When they released her, she looked back.
Fuel for the beasts, and getting late for picking bluebells.

The white space filled up.
Noise for cramming, more.

Yuk, some wrote and others spill without thinking.

A good edit needs many small steps.
Dovetail's detail. Clockwork ambience.

Flew off. Left the heat on. And it's still burning.
New day on gusts awful, blow blow blow your horn.