Noumena
Cindy King's "Noumenon":
The bed was thus, the curtains were therefore.
The moon floated past the window frameand appeared to be.
Fans roared as softly as.
A blue light becoming, or a wind.unlike anything outside.
Or a memory of, but less than.
In other words, a fine dust settling on the dust ruffle.
Released from memory.
Released into remembering.
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