it happened years ago but now it sits with me, a friend after all

counting
blades of grass
that whisper
coded lullabies,
(it also looks like
finding stars
observed on this
long mapline only)
i then counted
Regret (R.r. (L)) from
the first
Vertebrae
down –

:  here is
a start
a wrenched
open sky
a me
as flushed
puddle
on ikea
carpet
a heaved
breath lost
a lilac
forgotten
a frozen
lake’s yawn
a dry
bedsheet
a re
-minder or
a thousand
a reflection
in peripheral
a blank
-ed
out hour
a week
-end

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