How the day is painted


Flat on a sphere of pure fluid crystal 

A sequence of days 

Flat rising


Not the Moon but a different   movement


I look at the familiar  the familiar in any direction


How the day is painted

I  am puzzled  and thrown far away


◄ Interior of an easy sitter

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