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Summer 2025

breakfast time ◈

coagulate circumference
that which binds us

at a distance
gliders

dissolve to dust
parble parade

watch as it bounces
from the station

two trains depart
chasing the sun

watching it slip
something to do

and I'm left wondering
return to sender

a story of two letters
dealer's choice

ante up
all we know is flow

souls uprising
topsy turvy

floaty:lofty
my villa

translucent
potential

in superposition
to be super

one of many
contour abyss

shadow of the mind

Autumn 2024

like a fly to the light

signal to noise

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