Wait, Start Over
Adrian Orange
(?) friends, start again
I knew close the someones
The slow clop climbs over the freeways
And traintrack seams
And the world turned to move the room
Where things between
And moons are filled
To be invisible like wind and ghosts
Where air is clear
That might like be here
And left the room
I walked around
The house in light
The water run
Water in the window
