horizontal line of cloud above
black plane of ridge
waning whiteness of moon above
branch in foreground
possible that person with and
without, others touch
each other, become almost an idea
you feel, walking
woman walking up hill in rain with
eight-pound rock
from Sedona wanting man to drop it
into the channel
line of grey cloud above shadowed shoulder
of ridge
two cormorants flapping to the
right toward horizon
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