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day up my sleeve
what does today mean?
or something smaller
my time with this page
yours
I build the hiding corners
I build the cubby whole
whatever nights before I dreamt
this goes on all day
a gentle breeze blows through
that's breath
and day is my museum
I'm happening in real time
blood sings its round
so sap
trees rise to
isn't all of nature jamming?
the territory is not the map
I have to remember I am doing something right
now
there has to be a ladder in it
hand over hand
come this far today
I look through the calendar
and see
a day up my sleeve
the dark in my socks
afternoon all golden
everything is on the cards
the lesson is
dance while you can
So much to engage with and almost without a centre and just like the image a thing of true beauty. (and a day off hey?)
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