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  Some Thin Clouds Marring the Morning Light

The day was untiring as if it sensed the night
which seemed benign at first, a surmountable urge

to wander through an empty winter woods
or to raise a red flag from a circling boat.

When you were young you took love in ways
you could not reform, especially near a river
      or an interstate.
The sun moved in on this and its warmth herded
inside you a pastoral harmony of troubled thoughts

waiting for deliverance.  You suspected the ideas
would be interesting, clear, and informative

even to medical technicians, one of whom is combing
from your chest's shaven expanse some thin clouds.

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