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on sound





on sound, en sound, recollected in tranquility like a train, an evening plum blossom

delight or firework in bed, a string of our successes lying low, horizontal,

intangible, the sweetness of snow, edible, marin, a marten, pendulum, the pending





cupcake truck





little boy in the electric earth year of the ox, the feminine cow, the cupcake truck

with its sweet potato offerings, the bright sun-on-the-bricks and in his hair, the

sunshine it is, the beginning of daylight's savings again around the bend, the ivy

league ways of old stone and thick slate and chamber music, they say, it is a

moment, this life, a ripple and gone, in our hands, a gem that resolves to be, a

surface, a superfluous amount of joy & sound, a guitar sound, a habitat and hello

to Iceland, to New York City and to the dinosaur museum, it is, it is