Wednesday, August 10, 2011

tuesday

anyone coming
covered in fog can
not be okay- true?

day passes and in
my room things are settling
country in bk

cook first meal in new
place, new kitchen, eat on the roof
breeze between us, talk

there is expanse in
between us, water travels
to many small lakes

Walk past the great lawn
Canvases 20 feet: black
Sun sets on brooklyn

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