Each step precedes the next
outside meditation
Immersed in the fortress of words
endangered by
renegade beetles emboldened by the sun.
Our conifer is talking
but only
whales perceive the sound
in a rush
while shifting to the next wave
coming on.
Coming on
thick waves of snow
Building fortresses around each object
dressed down
to match the rest of winter
to these movements.
Locking in an expression
laying down, sitting, thinking, working,
walking up subway stairs
ambivalent seats open and close like firecrackers
set off
by tiny shiftings of rail.
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