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salute
to myself
can you see me
in these lines?
with any kind of mirror does
or not with one at all
face on into the weather
stretch and roll
ear to the air
up to old tricks
and me the miracle just here
it's after dreaming up
and listen for the next idea
an early recording
how puff along by breath
with skin that I take everywhere
or out of focus recognised
salute without my glasses on
get up a certain rhythm
sort of a circle I am
hail and take care
sometimes float through it
a haunting too and words with
salute to all who sail
this somebody knows me
take serious already lit
candle how far now?
then on my way
like possum up
in branches
blue unknown
I can and how the sky writes you back
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