Lifting from misty lines to a rather perfect sublime
of blue and red and orange
and a crisp horizon and powder clouds
sheets of air piled high
prevents me from seeing before
so I can only see the now
and here
and I can’t see ahead
to midday or even to the next now
so I concentrate and lose concentration
stuck in liminality
all directions blocked
pausing only seconds at a time to enjoy the repetition
of soft clouds and empty skies
of soft nows and empty minds
and it’s not lonely anymore
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Stop writing intelligently!!! Rxx
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