thin enduring song
wavering distant note
a clear peg in a sound hole
(that’s just how it is, make it good, make it good for now)
bright tongues of light rub up against
everything green
trip breezy
past small rocks smiling
small leaves twirling
small creeks laughing
shimmering long strand of secret feeling
strong like the wind is strong
red warm trees flash
when eyes are closed
down to the line between blue and blue
s& between toes
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