Window Pane

Jan 8, 2025
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Updated: Jan 3

Scattered scraps of moments made

Jumbled, forever never

one

Beyond panes flurries blind

inside static

streams in time

Crowed and disconnected and making

small talk in the terminal

of all things.

When did I lose the thread?

A child reads a story by stolen light alone

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A man walks dreaming down an alley where

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Two hands work a piece of clay in clumsy

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The nurse looks sad as she pockets the laces

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Laughing, they sing along, badly, to

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Safety off

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Weightless lightforms play across the wall

And whens,

they came or went

I fail to gasp

The solid in the swirling snow

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