Toss

I might try to consolidate my blogs just a tad. Frontispiece will be strictly writing, but every now and then some might leak into here...

a shallow trough

collects the rain

of your thoughts.

your brow is placid

without an echo

of a ripple.

what you cannot see

is that i am here

behind you,

moist fingertips

tracing the edges

of a single copper penny.