sitting quietly still
watching the scenery roll by
like a fleshed-out studio production
with accompanying wobbly vaudeville piano
a ski-slope slide..
the passers-by
a character study
who am i..
tufts of tumbleweed rain
another piece of scenery
windows eyes..
the scenery performs all by itself
observe
consciousness is not a spreadsheet
the fade-to-vivid..
every mundane second
silvery
one hallmark of full-blown sobriety
the intense psychedelia of the ordinary
an appreciation appearing to appear on..
i tie ribbons to a few strands of shredded drizzle
stark and saturated and striking
a guitar solo for abandoned new warehouses
the enigmatic open smile of a crumpled car bonnet
an adagio of ignored alarms
the swelling silence blows a candle..
i disappear into this
the nothing
something more than an upended zero
more than rolling green fields
living cat-dragged pedigree luminous
like a newly abandoned lover
the flat grey city plains unfold
valleys
vast ticking seconds
the weird of human..
watering reflections
water reflections
poetry with impunity
poetry without direction
so effortless
gently points..
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