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  • Gary Hunter

Stuck - Dec. 15, 2023

the finger painter of the sky

is sloppy    uncommitted to either

white or blue    a day of striated clouds

 

how many mornings do we awaken

not fully here or on our way there or

unresolved to even move

 

or float like a leaf on the river

both current pulled and wind driven

zigzagging everywhere

 

for times like these just move one foot

then the other and keep going

 

which of course means

not another word

on the subject

 

not another word

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