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                     eyes are blue
                     often they are drums
                     and they sweat like hair
                     with cannonballs

                     one mirror
                     one guitar strumming
                     green hand-waves
                     one world on a fingernail
                     cracked and orange

                     the last time a tree played the sand
                     was when my foot accidently cried
                     into three pieces of icing and snow

                     the fall was gentle and mauve
                     the pattern was wooden static and beating

 

 

 

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blue wormhole: ‘the blue wall …’
eyes wormhole: marketsquarefight
green & guitar wormhole: ‘the run of …’
mauve wormhole: ‘across the street …’
orange wormhole: grain
snow wormhole: biography
trees wormhole: grasses
white wormhole: condensation
wood wormhole: green wine

 

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