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that was that
my footprints hit the pavement
strike upon strike until
finally I was there
I am cherry blossom, dying
until you find me
awakened and in
my final state of fair.

Delicate Adumbrate

At the Water's Edge

The King's Gold

Blue Curve

City Circle Line

Overpass

[Apelles]
Brandished brush speckled
the ochre of burning cities
washed violently
by unfathomable lakes
As deep and purposeful as
a soul, a light-year;
Corporeal silk
to adorn the palpable
Stillness
- She paints.


Thin dark line of horizon
stretches out; Out stretched -
Valid probability [a bridge] all that is yet,
Infinitely imagined against it
her heart is small
- but not without ache
Devoid of yield she can only
define her beats in tumult taint.

Pause

Articulate

Mood Ring