in my field of view
another mirror flourishes
the mirror I’m falling into turns out
it was all my fault
I depend on instability
reflecting movement
allegorical sunbeam
flossing mountain range
and boulders pop out
to land again
rain swooning moon
muddying the tunnels
worms learn to breathe
timeless invisible climate
crater cradling in light
of the meteor flashing back
trees don’t mind
writing with leaves
I don’t pretend to do work
just had work done
pillow of interlocking hands
spine of a flatlined book
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