provokes idleness back to life


perforated clouds bless the land

painting moving shadows

tickling the infinite underground

into jealousy


the past becomes reflected

on walls of thoughts

opening dark caves and

mountains missed


just up ahead

there’s a hole in the sky

where kites exhaust the air

and lost gloves return home

where the best parts are put

back together


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