of morning
I ran outside
ahead of
breached levees
In the expanding width of a distraction
details came speaking through
the shadows I passed.
You can only see them.
The wind came and took
leaves from the trees
The pause that lost
its identity assimilated
like everything else
how is it stopped ?
I have no reason to hide
so I expose myself proudly
without thinking
remaining inadequate
to conclusions
and trusting nothing..
.