She had the abbyss in her hand.
She couldn’t handle this glass.
You could hear the flip flops,
And the pieces as they scattered around.
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Abbyss
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She had the abbyss in her hand.
She couldn’t handle this glass.
You could hear the flip flops,
And the pieces as they scattered around.
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This is interesting. Is the Abbyss a creature that jumped out of the glass?
Yes I like the interpretation. It can be.
Intriguing.
The imagery is astounding in this minimalist poem. I’d like more please.
So you dropped the glass and the thing was cut to pieces, but survived with many hideous scars and a violent nature borne of embitterment and loss?
Yes it is true.
How did I know? Was I there? Am I it? Do I have astral plan super powers?
Tune in for more clues.
Yes. 🙂
I was there, I am it, I have super powers. more to come.