thick
grey whiteness of fog against invisible ridge
two
towhees calling back and forth in near distance
“got”
signifies according to its root, and hence is
dimensional,
to the point of vanishing, place in it
man
noting “violin coming along, my bowing and tone
a tad
better “be thankful you’re 10,000 miles away”
motionless whiteness of fog against invisible ridge
line of
pelicans gliding to the left toward channel
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