29.i.23
1124
4.29
interrupting
myself again
in
summer languid so
I am from the garden again
I stage my own erasure
an impression on the page
in socks
as called to season
see the weather too
a Sunday tripping breeze about
in places where look for the words
pattern
and so much
a gathering of hours lost
to make an afternoon
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