and saw I had made
a beautiful thing
it startled me to see
myself this way
in the world
a few leaves a shadow
one flower left
I like the way I put
the shadow in the middle
so when the sun backs down
the long stairway of streets
beyond my narrow yard
here where I’m the only one
who’ll see them
great visionary works of art
can come and go
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