dream in unmade yellow and blue
bed opposite window
placing concrete in spaces between
rocks on seawall
this is so because we can in what
manner, since one
is last, remained at rest on its
arrival, otherwise
I’m writing to you out of the
blue, something about
your calling Hamlet and Claudius
“mighty opposites”
light grey whiteness of fog
against invisible ridge
white line of wave breaking across
mouth of channel
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