#awalk.

more than that when birds sing.

 

when  water lowers, seeps away.

 

twigs are left, shattered .

 

farmers out, later

neighbours chopping logs, stop to talk

of other days, bled from a photo.

 

still a solitary thing, except for a wren.

 

our minds may be the same.

 

sbm.

 

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