Smoke of morning rays
caught in gauze
of ebbing mist —
thus in unison all
quivers and dithers
on time’s inmost cusp,
waving through the eyes
on a wizard’s wand.
Come and see yourself
this brief séance
so carefully dosed
so that a pharmacist
and an artist appear as one —
with an act of delicate shock.
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