light in window opposite unmade
yellow and blue bed
first bird chirping from branch in
right foreground
nothing in common with it is
present, not before me
reels before it, opposite
phenomenon, part of color
recalling the common word without
vulgarity now has
so many children can’t go drink a
gallon of roundup
grey whiteness of fog against top
of shadowed ridge
white line of wave breaking across
mouth of channel
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