2217
7.25
25.i.26
day
without an idea in my head
a meditation and an idyll
a kind of stillness there
admitted
yet
it’s to forget we come
injunctions
a game and so rules
remember!
never let a word form
never let a shape
kick a fly out
that’s like chasing earworm
must be imagined
nothingness must
thoughtless is a challenge
if not a thought, a place
you do know where you are,
don’t you?
do you think we can make it
that far?
it’s better to be in the
frame
painting out
no world refers
it’s what pictures of
nothing are for
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