no smoke, just moonlight. i remember moonlight, or i imagine it, on snow, in Brampton Wood where i was the first one that morning , crawling [in snow] under thorn bushes in lens mist. no more. now i’ll discover beings not shape, poems not code.
no smoke, just moonlight
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