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in this morning altitude,
purple gelatin light under icy glass,

the sky meets a blizzard’s worth of snow on the western hills,
a black bruise of jagged trees dividing,
sentinels in the cold.

a shining planet on a lavender blanket,
orange and warm jewel,
as purple ripens to blue.

at this distance,
with these eyes,
sometimes, i forget,
i regret
that you can’t see
what i see.


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