DampCharlotte


There’s a dampness

This morning like

A freshly showered

Bathroom that hangs

Like freshly laundered

Shirts and misty

Spider webs cling

To tall trees

The air smells

Like wet cement

And dirt little

Glass ornaments teeter

On leaves and

Leap onto clothing

Saturating it duck

Calls echo in

The distance as

Charlotte awakens a

Freshly bathed child

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