Tumbler

Tumbler

A Poem by Mike Michaels

That glass of water in hand
Condensation, the beading
So elemental, of the earth
And rising to mouth
To take away, replace, sate
Grace swallowed, end in us.

© 2024 Mike Michaels


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Added on August 10, 2024
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Mike Michaels
Mike Michaels

Milwaukee, WI



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