soft-skinned power cell 💥
a garden, with a river flowing beneath
water, warmed with whirlpool wisps
palm pads press pleasure, past pain
El oso paused, then leaned over a cliff.
He could smell her near.
A water-fall boasted, with high frequency,
as it proudly rinsed off her dreds,
and here’s what el oso saw.
a soft-skinned power cell
a river of red maple
not too damned sweet