there rake
branches
that rust
and grate
into
frayed ringlet
curls upon
curls
across midnight
floor-board
slats
as cork or
chalk is
smudged
upon,
against or
on
which - this
stretch of
indigo
sheen - with
a cellophane
pallor
that gleams
as virgin tomb-
stones
of marble;
then hammer.
then chisel.
then name.
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