I wondered
if there was
anything
I was
to omit

focused on
the small things
so big things
weren’t real

the soothed buzz
of an open field

sun drenches
acres

the emanation
of light
consumes me

until
is me

pin-pricked
water balloon

inside releases

and now no need
for finer details

no no-more
any more

Chagall 2019

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