Unfinished Wind Chimes

Summer guests, hidden in dark rooms

Invisible lens caps covering both eyes

Hitchhiking without thumbs, following uncertainty

A graft of my imagination, melding with what I don’t see ahead

Dragonfly gazes, falling over winter

Unfinished wind chimes that lie in wait

Tomorrow’s dreams, untethered, floating away

Drifting past clouds, out of sight but not of mind

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