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(the hour)

aving written of the hour,

move on when all is lost.

the days remain

timeless.

today, we walk the woods,

back home.

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.lark.

it is a clear word

as water pure and bouncing

off rocks

a bird

or

messing about

remembering #

days mud building dams

fighting the tide

pushing back years

running the path

fighting for freedom

then it comes

unexpected

like

the lark

bird

sbm.

..kafka..

she said it was obvious

she said

that he married her

we laughed

the trial continues

by glass

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installation & photo – sonja benskin mesher

.drawing a line.

drawing the line, trying to make conversation

failed

drawing a line yet you expected me to stay

longer

spending my time

alone

you expected to know where, why

so i moved higher

drawing the line

.step back/ the first time.

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.selling to andy.

hello

will you like to buy this garment?

no

why?

it is too plain.i like colour and a certain pattern

explain it?

no. i will have to draw it in italics

ok. if you draw it on the garment

i will colour in. then will you buy

it?

yes. in italics

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.the album.

it was in the box as expected

bought at less than usual

you are in it

will be removed for those

with more

importance

angel

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.bottle.

.bottle.

.next event.

today i write of glass and ashes, inspired before, then swept by other’s moments. witness the cleaning, month passed, in our surprise forgot the soot and dashes, to burnish wax. today, a small task.…

layered in air we dance with glass small souls with small lives rise to the challenges
glass housed and labelled ten years ago. this house is closed, yet will open at 10 am.
possibly.it varies.
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if he only looked out at the world, forgot all this nonsense.
it is what we make it. he said ‘ ” the things we think are

worries now”, as discussed with the boy.

not yet published.

the kindness that is. glass reflecting. slowly it starts. maybe we need to check our numbers?
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now it is shattered. and cuts.

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.loft ladder pulled down.

the loft ladder pulled down

creaks & clatters

it can be remedied

while most doors squeak

all a differing tone

they came to film we stood quietly

while

the silence of the house recorded

he explained there is none

it could be remedied

yet then

where is the music ?

same with teeth

each one a perfect note

loft ladder pulled down

dust escapes

like ash from the fire

our thoughts fly as nothing.

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