Simple Theories

range above the cooling colours bespeaks  normal tree, our daylight  vital norm we say, like breaching tide, the outmost breath  loses something as something  something transpires we might believe  a poem begins in the middle of a note, a condition  remember to remember  the loss

You have lived here Forever and you Are not a child. Exactly. And the participles Don’t seem Exacting. Time wobbles Variously. You can See my house from  My friends kitchen Window. Don’t believe All of time.

America began with towns, culled from people. Adjectives were spacious then. Specious,  elabourate, and undaunted. And yet distance becomes reasonable, overly rendered in Town. Town is hope, a ridiculous  confrontation with  how is town town. How the close is so far creates the bean that becomes vocabulary. Say Billerica is a Town  or anywhere.

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Early music, the simple grey intention rises as the sun in any viewable minute, sore from composure, open today with every visual clue, such as leaves in dormancy, rain filled clouds, the clap of important oceans that conceal so little, and the little town of children start to move