Junction

Photo by Timo Wielink on Unsplash

In the momentum of junction, fair water gushes forth,
when covered by thick porcelain ice.

Man idles inside his own paradise,
his mantra inducing a delicate freedom,
“the emotion that spreads emotions over.’

Step of indirection, only, inconsistency,
leaky fluid, the painter’s hands a mere confection,
withered away by the war,
he comes back…