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                                   as the rock rolled to a stop
                                   the horsefly landed on it

                                               in the

                                   waiting for the storm
                                   a puff of air came in through the open window





air & open & windows wormhole: the echo of / a small box
evening wormhole: Jean Miller kissed Salinger
passing wormhole: deeper
storm wormhole: through the window // it doesn’t matter