daughter embellishes the brittle mother
night amounts to branches
that insist upon these windows
in succession
if a conversation were split open
part of it would equal
monologic breath transisting
toward thought also lifted
speaking acts upon the silence
with another in the room
somewhere a world enclosed
in being slips into a deeper world
this is how one reaches
to encompass the approaching
place of cool moist
time of heart when heat is left behind
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