Otsuki blinks, and in an instant,
Her lack of sight allows the tide to ebb.
The water recedes from a body
Like the rapid undoing of an intricate web.
The blink of an eye like death
Is a blind moment without solace.
The instant rush of fluid flows
Deep into the clutches of mass.
I will be working on a poem for this thread:
Why do you believe or not believe in god?
I am currently working on a project to share with this thread:
Electronics and robo bits