A hiatus becomes a mere moment once we have returned.
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what looks like moss
until it flowers asterisks, asterisks, asterisks. do not pluck to gather, this we learn with the first stem snap, or not at all. through the window opened no wider
than a closed almanac i see a blue sassy balloon sashay by and then just sky. my archives are growing.
within is a losing of emptiness. without is a loss. attachment and what color was it
before we decided on this yellow? a light left on like someone just left
and left just a light on like that someone didn't want to leave without a light left on just behind them. who does? |
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