the image disappeared in front of my eyes
one moment, a swirl of black on white
connecting curvatures of beauty
as water is wont to do, each molecule rose
from the surface into the air I breathe
leaving white below
until finally, the design had disappeared into
thin air.
(this image is from the little Budha board I have at work..you paint on it with water and watch it disappear.)
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