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tiny lascivious duets on the edge of the sun’s advance: the finches own the morning i’ll follow them west for a bit, and entreat my new neighbors to join in their riotous cheers
tiny lascivious duets on the edge of the sun’s advance: the finches own the morning i’ll follow them west for a bit, and entreat my new neighbors to join in their riotous cheers
just minutes ago the birds were having a music festival and they stopped for the train, which calls from the distance and leaves behind the sound of rain against siding what was i dreaming about?
the medians and vacant lots awaken oxalis nasturtium ceanothus and mallows is that what kept me tossing about all night wondering about my friends?
i run outside to catch my landlady bernice to tell her that i dreamed of how to level her toolshed with pea-gravel, but i’m too late and the tea is getting bitter
everybody loves these sunny february days crisp clear light and skin-hair sings wasn’t it last year, about this time, that i saw you sipping the air with a smile?