lines of grey clouds in blue black
sky next to ridge
white edge of waning moon in
shadowed green branches
continuing to divide attention
returned home to see
direction for door somewhere
converges with another
rose an experience changes in that
sense looking at
how sounds of words in line register
things outside
orange of sky beside clouds above
shoulder of ridge
white curve of moon next to NO
PARKING ANYTIME sign
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