Sunday, August 14, 2016


waking from dream in the unmade yellow and blue bed
something about the line about dropping into a wave

variant position, seen in if not expressed in field
along the axis of, length moving, imagine following

kind of like my childhood dream of finding a book I
could never finish, looking toward face of the blue

grey whiteness of fog still against invisible ridge
line of pelicans flapping to the right toward point

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