what just comes out

what just comes out

Rising as though something. Put together. In the presence of your something or other too.

Bees play c. For tomatoes. Not for information. There is a distinction. When clouds and light and the supposed sky at 6 o’clock make the city look vulnerable sublime. The flower is your mind.

Here’s to a quiet manifesto that is not a manifesto — it’s a simple sentence. The meaning may change like the weather tomorrow. And it really doesn’t matter. And it doesn’t have to matter. Let’s hope so, anyway.

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