A Face Beneeth A Cloud
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James McLain
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No farther can i go
than
to fill a void
with inky words
and oceans
have
each cloud
each yellow sun
a sky.
Words are words
and
sails unfurled
and decking
simple wood
that has no
end.
and full of words
each moon
when filled
it
spins round
the earth
a different spin.
each face
as it looks up
beneath a cloud.
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