Dry

As I sat in front of the space heater
under the bathroom sink
and its fan blew air past red-orange coils
my eyes tried to capture the instant
water droplets evaporated
from the surface of my skin
but my eyes seemed slow
since each droplet was there
and then gone without subtlety
instead of a gradual reduction of size
into nothingness.

copyright © 2022 Kenneth P. Gurney

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