Here we are
Establishing the start
To move through an opening
With waves
Crashing on us
Over time
Pushing through
Sitting still
Allowing most of it all
To pass
By the point
While we are existing
In our own way
To the letters
Grabbing at us
Speaking for us
Out in the world
Seeing through the crowd
Statues of another
Time
We are in this
Together
While separating it all
Walls with no slivers
Light
Coming through the crease
While the clothes lines
Blow
With the wind
Gusting the past
Fine dust
Love particles
Simple times with two chairs
Over a meal
In a room
Soft light
Looking over
As over is looking
Straight through the thin mask
Filling up the chair
To stand in the light
Without much else
To say
Hazy Acres: The Creative Practice of Ryan Boos 
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