Paysage
https://youtu.be/EWIzDTsYpAw video
I return to you, listening to the rustle within the world that I
can only dream with eyes closed, ears blocked, breath held, as
if there were escaped trauma at every juncture of every branch,
I'm now _leaning into th emachine_ to be certain that I have not
forgtten the way home, the demarcation of sound within the
periodic glimering that carries us elsewhere, O if only prayer
were performative! if only commands of goodness quietly murmured
truths in waters submerged beneath the oceans, just there, " and
they pointed to a moment when the blackboard illumined, came to
life, made good on all the kind promises of the world, in this
holiday season full of lost joy, in this recompense
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