MUCKY-MUCK MONDAYS

I spy with me wee eyes

green gust
tens of thousands green
swaying gently

I spy with me wee eyes

young sheep
huddling together—
full moon

I spy with me wee eyes

from a teacup fog for a while

I spy with me wee eyes

full moon—
a fly tastes
my vanilla latte

I spy with me wee eyes

August rain—
a jay sings
at twilight

I spy with me wee eyes

summer leaves
every one of them become
shooting stars

I spy with me wee eyes

falling snow—
i listen to the sound
of plum blossoms

I spy with me wee eyes

in a tea cup
pouring…
liquid twilight

I spy with me wee eyes

twinkling stars directly from the faucet

directly from the faucet liquid twilight

I spy with me wee eyes

a buzz of wings
there is a sound
of gold stars rising

a buzz of wings
there is a sound
of gold stars hoovering

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