dichotomies glide
sunrise smiles as I draw white drapes
voices of spirits disappear in breeze
hands stiff, feet c o l d — swollen
age asks not invisible
I hold window latch, opening with squeak
time for black coffee to
ripple another day
without smoke lacy friends
room glimmers not
it is still sacred with heaven’s silence
holding my mind
cells wait —-
s w e e t n e s s
dichotomies glide pale sky
paradoxes paragraphed
eventide arrives equally equal
orange hues tessalate
your frequency wefts through keyhole
toes spread barefooted eager
barley soup bubbles a broth spicy
soon presences will be precious
mocha perfume
never bottled
oregon floorboards
waiting ___ - - - footsteps in black pumps
undefined we dine
soup ladle hot ~
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