a minature cymbal
spl ices humdrum
lanky airspace
warm as lotion on the skin
akin to labor f laws
in kept pace
simple to the iron or e
revoking innocence
across fields pressed
in waves day after
morrow's genteel
overcast as timbre
creases slats of fabric
parceling the window light
fine powder in
the grace note of our oxygen
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