Djuturna has gone to
oversee
the tractor and Pahn
stands nearby
in a space that is
a room
a car
a
clearing at the edge
of a murky wood
from whence comes
Freega
smudged
and humid
embracing and kissing
him
In the dusk Pahn
is softened by her
touch but
lets her slough from him
worrying
that Djuturna will
see them
and be jealous…
…later
he
looks up
and
sees
unnatural patterns of
light
forming in a plane in the sky
as if a projection
inexplicable
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