Monday, January 30, 2017

the linear placement of January

snap!
falling icicles of expectation hiding amongst the debris of a thousand years
ruby-velvet solitude looks good on you
draped across shoulders made from sparrow bones
drawn in thes cool window frost of a morning holding no design--no fractal map
sorrow dwell here
pain lies in the corner pocket behind the abstract canvas
presence tidies the curtain
waiting upon the wool blanket for a sign
--that blue jay berating the cold--that sign!
snap!
enchantment found in the smallest things
absolute
relative
what a wonder stillness is ....
snap!

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