from ‘the architectures’
the slope of the terrain, terraced: colour
spun between clumps
toward the tip of the curve,
a single patch. the sound of birds,
plaintive, nasal. lateness. the reflected
image, darker
although more brilliant. light goes, leaving
the list of parts: to dismantle
what is ordinarily understood as
the motionless sky.
down and left, a reflection
which forms a loose V. the last flakes
of grey paint. the voice
has shifted: it now comes only from the oblique
direction of the dark line points. finally,
with larger shifts, it melts
into the main surface
or disappears.
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