A field of feels at now 39 & holding staring off towards that endless endless horizon line walking into that softly diffused light with you [beat] the streamers strewn waving gently across the frigid AC air (whew!) the balloons blown deflating slowly waiting waiting idly by (pop!) the boozy bottles poured out into delicate little glassware along marble tabletops (clink!) the waxy striped pastel candles dance when lit (sizzle) [beat] I preemptively make a wish inhale then blow Slides 1 - 7 by Hughie Lee-Smith on view now at Karma Gallery @karmakarma9 #hughieleesmith #observationalpoems