Dan Thomas-Glass

Three repetitions

Sunflower

[Turn to sun]

[Turn turn turn to sun]

         *

Soothe what magic

the afternoon deigns:

groaning ivies peel

limning the blank

above the tunnel

& us below.

Buses in Seattle;

[blue blue]

[blue blue blue]

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The dream of the car crashing into cars.

The dream of the large bar, the larger bar.

The dream of Sonia’s dance.