mood: indulgent, confident
ocean stillness is the same as caravan sky & stretches far into the immutable dark. we have never been so silent, we have become enchanted listening to the absence of north wind. silk scarves of a heady twilight, melting enamel icicles, empty sunrooms. a burning row of ember lamps like planets, like a handful of suns. the moon is agate & full.
a forgotten promise to return my empty wineglass, so i unfold myself from the second-hand couch. you've disappeared but on the kitchen counter, i reclaim its ruby fullness. the party has abandoned itself for the front porch, so i climb the stairs & house-explore. bookshelves (38 volumes of graham greene), boxes of records (7 beatles albums), photographs (4 fishing boats, black & white). i am curious. i am a listener to conversations in the other room.
a forgotten promise to return my empty wineglass, so i unfold myself from the second-hand couch. you've disappeared but on the kitchen counter, i reclaim its ruby fullness. the party has abandoned itself for the front porch, so i climb the stairs & house-explore. bookshelves (38 volumes of graham greene), boxes of records (7 beatles albums), photographs (4 fishing boats, black & white). i am curious. i am a listener to conversations in the other room.
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