Head, climbing pillows
I turn songs to mirrors
Then giggle
Like years so clear draws to daytime
A coat hangs with adventure
Rags move when clouds soak blue holds
Sleeves punish off water waves, off clothes
A slither on collars, smells tulips bows into lines
A locks on looks waves wavy stems of butterflies
The wind eats through
Air shaped flowers and windows
White soaking coats rolling movements and principles
Inside out, tulip bowls lovely something like hankerchiefs
All the laundry - a wedding dress
button holes
Waiting and wavering like an
ocean of squirrels
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