Superliminare #14 — Aaron McCollough



frost flecks in the median or
        flakes of glass

it depends

        if eyes are on

spreading                  sun
     of my day in the sun

with the dodge tool
        that my goods translucent
        lies over the ocean

my goods transparent
        is as much as
mine (what I call me)

as barrel stave
and tight cooperage



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