14 ways of looking at the colour white

Around you a necklace of teeth
To put it in, a thin plastic bag, just emptied
Ripped feather, light wind
At the edge of the road, December
Streetlamp blinking, 5 a.m
Fog that gets in your nostrils
Cracked china in the soil
Roots growing there
While the piece-of-shit radiator rattles
Eyes in the Old Master
Aspirin, downed
Sick dawn
Bleached ink
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