i watch at the
errand boy sewing an
old pillow case
i left an instruction
to close the mouth
of the pillow and
then cover it anew
with another green hue
of silk cloth
from my wife's cabinet
in this case something
so old
is sewn and given a new
dress
from young hands
a new body is sculpted
to buy tranquility
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