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monday, first thing

November 14, 2011

the sparkling sensation

of covering ground,

slipping through others’ daily-ness

and sprinking it with passing fascination

.

a moon lingers into the morning, long after

the scree of cloud, that was italicised and pinked by the deep orange rising sun,

has disappeared to the south

.

the sky clear, a space to fly into

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