“every act of measurement” by E. K. Mortenson

i think you want me to rush to you and throw my arms
around you and stay that way yesterday maybe tomorrow
perhaps but today the haze is too mellowing condensation
covers the windows the silent horizon yawns for miles
taillights glow in the distance beyond the fields

there are open spaces on our shelves a brief movement

-E. K. Mortenson

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