helped
me hear the clear birdsong.
One Tree Hill/6.30 am.
i was calm and i was wired
and
riding the back lift of perfume mercuryi see
my pupils HUGE in the big dark mirror.
soldiers of science
push
the smashed glass past and the frozen future
safe
behind transmitted walls.
its not comfortable/but its appropriate.
i told Diane.
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