Murmuration

Where dream and notion 
chance to meet. Where dream 
and motion touch the heart,
mulch of the matter

and the clear space 
felt in the eruption, 
flock of distraction. 

And perhaps this marks 
a good place to turn the page, 
where the elastic hours stalk the now.

Where dream and notion 
chance to meet. Where dream 
and motion touch the heart,

the grit and the glint
in the same patch. 

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