A haze of white houses
underneath the sky
where I decided to live
until directions arrived
I lived on a tall hill
in the middle of things
Within me were red
spirits like dogs
circling or retreating
I'm saying that inside
was like dogs waiting
not for commands
or for a human to walk
through a door several
times a day with things
but waiting in the way
that everything is waiting
everything is waiting
to put two feet together
to sight into the air above
a bed or stay somewhere
awake, unheard
Yay for your return! I was getting further and further away from landscape.
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