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Dec 2020
Black dots
they blot out the sun

almost
a Rorschach pattern

you call
I answer

we speak
in tongues

our cacophony

music
and a blessing

to someone's ears

whit howland © 2020
A minimalist word painting.
Whit Howland
Written by
Whit Howland
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