A cloud shaped like an ibis. The most beautiful pinto horses I’ve seen, conferring in a trio. Silos looming with Stravinsky. A Siamese kitten rolling in the shade. A metal band playing across the river. A house sinking into the riverbed below a small law office. Two foxes: one eager, one disdainful. An old man in a black thong tanning on a side road above the lake. I thought of him when I looked at Lear. Train towns. Mount Shasta: imagine how it was formed. Black Butte: imagine how it was formed. The State of Jefferson. A lilac farmhouse with cicadas. The stars above an open theater. Neon light beside the moon. Imagine how all these things were formed. ✱✱✱
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