just start here
green ink
black fur she sleeps out
of the cold
i dream you
into my tea
like german sugar cubes
perfectly, in january
and continue
notes or equations
don't equal the snow
at midnight
in zero degrees
instead i travel
from one town to
another
keep going
dog settled into the chair
hints of otherwise in
through the window
ignore him
he bleeds nonsense
and i tell you
i can't stop thinking this
into the future
green ink
various and movement
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