12.7.20
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in and of the world
what part of the past was I in today?
where was I to be here and how
all elsewhere
?
the weather was a wake-up call
and kick the cot
to inch things under
creature else I’ve been
aeons of stars before this here
where once upon each other
time stood
day gull begun
all once upon
and even after
in as much
where, yes we were
and will again
consider the moment
sunshine beyond
the fossick find myself
speck in the run
mind was all elsewhere when
house of my breath
where the windows are written
damp lovely wintermidst of mulch
leaves settling down to life again
misted much as day come true
over all out of the eaves
this big blue
here as good as far
what part of the day was that?
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