Sandals
I do
I think
I will
I am
Cracked ice
Sheer cliffs
Mashed webs
Free fall
Swirling echoes
Water
Still
Wearing me
Tearing me
Into what I am not
Popular demand
But nature
They exclaim
Loud voices
Tabloids
Herds
Quotes
Singularity left
Listen
Wait
Silent
No
Persist some more
Wait
Strength
Bent
Then standing straight
Hear that a follower may
Independent leaf
Fractal
New
Knew
–by elisabeth connelley
Purple Profundity 