plump companion you’ve wrestled thin
neighborhood yellow lights stream
across the ceiling, clamor two stories
down, no danger, you flip over
trace the hollow between your ribs feel
your way to feeling you’re well enough
chant the lifelong spell, the tree’s
collar says floracion, the gardeners dale
mira, not thinking & not not thinking
soft landings on shingle, lupine chorus
the sea lions ache, their weighted torsos
propping the wharf, whump whump of the sea
the harbor’s resident otter tucks & rolls
glimmer flashes at egrets like fish
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