David Floren - Think pour

Language is water
To be poured
From any vessel,

The form of which
Thoughtfulness
Bends.

Water tends
To be poured
From shattered flasks,

The cracks of which
Thoughtfulness
Mends.

We're glassblowers.
By turns gasping, yearning,
For a functioning urn,

The pour of which
Thoughtfulness
Sends.

Words that would go
'Kerplunk! ' now embark
From a glowing home,

The hearth of which
Thoughtfulness
Tends.

David Floren

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