light coming into clouds above
black plane of ridge
moon next to planet above rose
branch in foreground
one which in time subject would
be, which once from
the moment eyes were open see, say
a few words, for
whereas words rely on conjuring an
abstract concept
a few notes from Beethoven’s Ninth
conjures emotion
pale orange of sky above shadowed
shoulder of ridge
waning moon in clouds above NO
PARKING ANYTIME sign
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