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chimeral [e]verdancy

chimeral [e]verdancy

Sunrise
the nightcap in my cup
is filled with hair
the dog at the foot of
the bed is ticking
the door is unhinged
by the meowing of
a kitten in the closet
the contents of stone
hold together liberal
details of web-like vistas
in the corners of my
mind

* * * *
it’s june
twenty-twenty
and voices
in the city sound
like black snow
and empty sea

* *
livelihood
a supplementary
ideal

*
a rationed vision
measured against
unflowering truth

Sunset

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