Dry Mobility

Prose Poem Prompt: energy ekphrastic

Strangely any memory of anger was lost and your expressions just look the same as yesterday. I read your fervent words between your eyes and your mind, that could never leave space to let you down. Directed by uselessness, when our world grew in silent alleyways. That relentless struggle to begin a large outpouring of stories of detest to give an opportunity of escapade, reminds me the absurdity of life in a semi-shell shock. The transparency of mockery reflects the light on every corner.

Shaped perceptions illuminate pathways away from the hotspot. The chains of ephemerality that was cursed to sustain a temporal volcano that destroyed everything in half an hour. Before everything deteriorates its importance, I switched to the next day and all sand sculptures were there. The eroded surface two steps away from hope.

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