Truth. We don't really know. More a dough; pleas which we kneed. Fingers, press, oozing in rising reality while bubbles of fate escape in spaces and f

Truth.
We don't
really know.
More a dough;
pleas
which we
kneed.
Fingers, press,
oozing in
rising
reality while
bubbles of fate
escape in spaces
and folds of skin

#smallpoems
#mastoprompt

#smallpoems #mastoprompt