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open this time
a tightly creased origami box -
I’m wondering, now/
how many hours I’ve watched the sky darken -
what I know/
fits on a bar napkin -
nothing has erased you and sometimes my body is liquidby dhamma 14 lines, 4 comments, on Apr 6 3:49 PM 2008
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--darkness cloaks bare bark and wet leaves.
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last night’s candids are developing the certified photo technicianby dhamma 25 lines, 1 comment, on Apr 6 6:20 AM 2008
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nothing is firm despite the frozen ground histories darken the sky
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in the dark of the old truck/
parked down at the edge of the fieldby dhamma 26 lines, 1 comment, on Apr 4 10:46 PM 2008 -
I lost my language in Ontario:
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