The fruits of this morning's work.
A new sequence seems to be suggesting itself.
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apple
vertical
on a surface
it limits it
the solid figures
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table
so
folds
meeting
umbilical
twisting
convergence
speaking
contours
ordinary
sense
then
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point
a thick
millimeter
the sky
is like
a wall
deep light
it speaks to us, surely
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this
isosceles
imbue
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like
ink
pot
table
cloth
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word
these trees these shattered rocks
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level
the way he shapes
the green jug
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