Water Is Alive
I have been speaking to a glass of water.
I don’t expect it to talk back,
yet, slowly,
water is pushing through the glass,
invisible feelers probing.
Today, while watching,
I opened my mouth like a fish;
I think it’s trying to Skype.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2019
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