has grown
overnight.
the onslaught
of a storm
filling it to the brim
and beyond.
the sleeve of dull water
reflecting
a sky that pellets down.
i see that it wants to be
more
than what it was planned
to be.
a river perhaps, something
larger, a bay,
an ocean,
a sea.
more ambitious
than what it was before.
who doesn't think
like that?
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