no one is following

no one is following.

where there’s no echo there’s no shoe.

footprints act circular as viewed from below.

here the bowl.   here a spoon.

since when mother was the shadow of falling leaves.

I am that river too, inside myself.

listen.   watering.
 
 
empty never is.   six walls, you see?

brush in hand.   paint to begin.

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