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For Bubbles.

Blowing

Blowing in the wind
Short-willed dreams yet again.
Whisperings of your present loss
Cause misshapen fantacies
Haunting you, shattering them like glass.

Glass, ice – it’s all the same.
It shatters, freezes and cracks
Drowning out blame.

Over, under, around you spin;
Searching for your meaning
Through your lossless friend.

©2003 Joe Jenkins