Intrusion

A plant with two leaves in the crack of the wall

A shallow pond beneath the loosely shut door

A dazzle between the clouds

A bunion after weathering friction

A stare even when I did not forget to button

A tear when I was not slicing an onion

My silence after your last mistake

Your last laugh at my  first mistake……..

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