light in window opposite unmade
yellow and blue bed
whiteness of planet next to
branches across from it
there would be and so on, having
to be conscious of
how present the object is or can
be, which, because
when I opened my eyes it was as if
I was looking at
a framed two-dimensional painting
of that landscape
pale orange of sky above shadowed
shoulder of ridge
faint white curve of moon on
horizon across from it
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