I want to be very clear
rough careful
a broad-boned face
brown curly hair
eyes and a forehead
heavy leg bones
very clear
sorting out
exercise
talking
making people laugh
laughing
walking on the street
eating cheese
orange
salt
dry grass
brown dirt warm sun
cities typewriters.
Looking is easier for me
than listening.
Why is that?
wondering.
A girl is in a mirror.
Lady chick broad skirt bird
young thing slip of a thing
in a mirror.
A man smiles.
He moves, he lights a cigarette
He stands up
he moves closer, smiling.
A girl in a mirror
space light prisms
small
smaller
little, pretty, light
a blue skirt
delicate smaller.
The top of her head
fits easily under the table.
She looks up
a man smiles
hand on her head.
Light, floating
far away
mirror echoes
music fading
breath wind
going away
A girl in a mirror
smiling pretty very small.
I can't find it
it's lost
it doesn't fit
tight, can't breathe
stay, go away
inside outside
where is it?
He didn't mean to
he didn't mean to.
Did he mean to?
Get him out of here.
Leave the room
blank sleep
breathe walk
It's all right
It's all right
I want to be very clear.
I look at my foot.
My foot looks at me.
We are friends again.
A person might say hello.
My foot and I together
might say hello back.
Walking slow
breathing
I would like to be very clear
about my arm.
I would like to feel
that the top of my head
will not suddenly begin pressing down.
A man smiles
he moves, he stands up
he moves closer, smiling,
I want to be very clear about this.
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