Vested
Astonishing emerald sheen
firm taught head gliding across
unseamed canal.
The water carries
ducks and ducklings.
Glass. I wash the dawn
by being here. I take my pulse
and give away the fuel
beneath the pulse. Someone
entirely related to me
no longer in the vicinity.
The paving stones
a form of lake.

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