24.i.23
1119
4.24
picking
a hole in the sky
where fault’s found
it’s disposable
day night another
crossing
crossing out
I am sifting the everywhere
dust of mind
a push at the front
offering unwanted advice
sinking verseward
otherwise slide
we are each of us taking exception
steep climb to the cloud cap
tip of the tree
thanks
painting my corner out
giddy up hearts
here we go
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