sips

Poem: Solvent

Poem: Solvent 3888 2592 Nadir Keval

Seeking out solutions through conscious trips,
we lose focus on taking those short sips…
drip, drip, drip…gulp.
It’s unthought of,
but sometimes less thought,
catches the attention of the solvent,
and catalyzes our sought out solution.

Copyright © Nadir Keval
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