Shear sheep (fleece pieced
whole to bounty up
need via holdings)
Held things (this minute)
elude eventually every
present moment
Whatever music is made
possible encounters
probability along a scale
(What are you telling your children
and yourself? What are you making
into statements to match actuality?)
A sinecure remains pure theory.
Someone feels responsible.
It is night again, an empty, picture-free exterior.
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