Sleeping deeper
Supple nipple
The talk circles
Muttering of trees and leaves
In open door of the zeros
As far as the eye can see.
Toward the river
The girl and all of the lost shoes
A whistle from the tea kettle
As yet unseen illnesses
Jewels after all the rain
alchemy and invention.
Cover and uncover.
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