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control........................The stars above in the clearing...........................(so beautiful thru the skylight in the loft across the river ......................warmed by upward drifting currents on the daybed beside the window ........from the black woodstove in the corner below a circle of light......................as I lay under the down comforter fresh cream, chopped parsley from the garden ......Gunter brushing his teeth in the bathroom. the sound of water........He would be climbing up the ladder soon) a flowered dress..............looked like the barrels of a twenty gun firing squad a glass of beer.................or the hard unsympathetic eyes brown glass on the hills.....................of the sheriff who had observed me background noise............come to a not exactly full stop low flying planes.............at the stoplight heading out of town. a knife with a black handle............... the evening sunlit leaves the smell of green grass.... warm sun......................... a red front door................ cold cereal........................ working............................ a pale imitation................. a white shirt....................... making love...................... the children laughing.......... blue jeans......................... potato soup...................... the unbidden flood............... because I have never been there footprints.......................... unwashed windows........... a dark corner.................... the pine trees overhead...... walking............................. riding................................ the horizon........................ |