Exit hushed moment.
Morning,
European shiny blue silk, out to sea
In a year again; then:
with me.
I go up
I go into
and the same things happen.
Today, dogs must be passing,
the ones I haven’t seen.
I decide to don’t know what’s going on
Tartini
in the kitchen
like a friend
Something cool to drink
Hide when I can see
their seeing me
Pure now.
Nearby: traces
 within touching distances
The scents of herbal medicines
Seeking insights into this tongue
A tourist of the quiet
Myself: this screen
cracked
I am
a me
for a
moment
Here is forever,
here the eyes are in motion,
along with the sun,
the sea, the silence
Everything at once and never again
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