a failed attempt

a tenaciousness
of tenuous turmoils
tinting turgid thoughts
into thorny thistle
threading turbulence
through timidly trilling
trails of tragedy

the word sits
trembling on the tip
of my tongue
yet i cannot taste
the syllabic nuance
just notes of oak
beneath a bouquet
of perfumed longing

stuttering my way
through this inebriation
of slurried wonder
searching for beauty
in dust coated beads
of aquarium gravel
scattered across the
floor of an abandoned
pet shop of adopted dream

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