Coyote and Selected Poems by
Lamar Thomas
Kandinsky
Every picture breaks
into a slice of color
and in the soft light
of always being alone
the colors drift
sit and wait for form
Wait for touch
a gathering up
of shapes too shy
to do it alone.
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