the tone alone so soon,
weighted bookshelves arrive in
ordered row, across from
disheveled green, yellow, blue.
Pearlescent logics, kumquat dissolves.
In bloom, the chair's wide petal, empty green chair aside
the glare of rising pitch.
A stripe of couch. Cared over by those seated.-
the rest that pass through quick
only notice gestures, turning
head sideways,
first left then right.
Sudden strokes
from sudden inspiration, sudden fire in hilly
landscape of lightswitch
skyline with clouds.
Mixing oil, pigments, dripping
to gather on the oak.
And so envelopes pass, the door relaxes,
inviting neighbors in. Porchlights out
to grasses grown in lawn,
gesturing spout of grain at
the top of the plant.
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