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Tables and Gems

Tables and Gems

held and unheld here in love, having been accused of telling stories, look how violently we fold and tint and follow haze come into branch and spring and gone and breathing armor. come make some garden inside. the scene is everyday let’s see. the situation is fractured arbor. an old dress made new the old way, out of absent extra, starched and pressed in low gravy, come up on not enough again’s invisible veer. plot gets folded, handed, and put away with all our fibrant things of hush and ardor. … we’re always about to hear something. what we hear is something we’re all about to hear recede in plain sight and song in the sense of things, and in the way. wonder what all that wonder’s about? it’s about to withdraw, something ’bout to be withheld. if there’s a secret in what we see, it’s gone. can we go too? let’s go all up in there for the memory, for all work’s intricacy on boo-boo’s birthday, tintless on the underside. sometimes you be looking …