It’s simple
I see a carved chair leg
I imagine…
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You close your eyes,
you can sleep on the couch,
no problem…
the orange lingering beneath blue
expanse after the sun sets…
sometimes you circle
and you circle
and you never…
the tree sways in the wind,
leaves drift left and right,
downward and downward,
baby rocking in mother’s arms…
you played me your heartbeat
my heart beat along…
am mush
I am the salt
left behind…
You forget
what you said
until someone says it back
to you…
pink if it were bronze
sunset clouds settling…
We’ll dance till the band
runs out of breath…
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