Chris Walsh (chris_walsh) wrote,
Chris Walsh
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"Air"

Air moves like molasses you can breathe.
Quick molasses, often, too.
Pushed and poured over the world
Pressured, barometer'ed
Heated, chilled
With fluctuating moisture rising, humidifying, coalescing
And often cloud-flavored: wisps, puffs, impossible piles, slate-grey sheets,
Waiting for gravity to do its job.
Heavy air; airy air; water-flecked air; lightning-spiked air;
All with a lot to do.

- Christopher Walsh, June 4th and 8th, 2015


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