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Tuesday, 21 June 2022

8pm, Couch Thoughts

clarity of day's end
clarity of all tasks done
clarity of no more asking, what next?

clarity 
of not needing 
to write a poem

clarity of sitting with my back to the window
as cars pass—
one 
two
—but not counting

clarity 
of this blue-grey light 
before it’s gone

ah
clarity 
what questions could possibly be left to ask?

I can see it so clearly now
a dark spot
hovering at the center of my vision
the size of a pea

it pours nourishment, infinite nourishment
outward
into my mind
into this universe
feeding the whole thing

this small node
where clarity 
ends


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