Monday, April 3, 2017

Day one of NaPoWriMo: Friction

Day one for NaPoWriMo.....A Kay Ryan-esque poem


Friction

wind
moves
against
the lake
makes ripples
with friction.
friction twists 
your hair into
impossible
knots
into nests
for birds.
friction
makes your
hair
like time
past
present
future
all
connected.