Tuesday, November 1, 2016


dream in unmade yellow and blue bed opposite window

man walking on beach sees blond boy in fallen rocks

disrupt perspective, when I reach out toward them I

talk about, cover ways of using “colors,” an object

woman noting things are always the same, “the sand,

held ground, absorbs the broken rush that holds it”

grey pink orange of clouds above shoulder of ridge

shadowed whiteness of wave breaking across channel

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