Distance: a pressing
matter; does funny things to
the brain, heart. Mind-fu(n)[c]k.
Trees and billowing
blows my thought like dust or snow.
Recent history
bringing its mostly
crazy deliberate change to my
attention. And
the thinking I do
is cold and warm, warning me
not to allow the
irrational words
of my fear or yours bother
the lovely stasis.
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