and another atom strikes me
in the eye and out the ear
into the night and as silent
a high ceiling sealed in cirrus signs
inviscid transparent a hasty blind
patterns fool with curves and lines
who is true and knows their mind
so well as an owl perched peers
down on an extent black waste mired
still would differentiate a mouse and deer
those recognized are admired
each a schema or constituent
rising from an organ clear
set away in asleep would we
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