tea-stained water
and rocks with many bore holes
like the work won't stop
and i don't know -
won't stop -
like give me a petal to hold
for i was not made for this,
i think,
while the cherry blossoms are looking
over-exposed
through condensation
like it's too great an aperture
and or too long an exposure
or they're extra-white paper
unfilled
and surrounded by deep pastels
and more holes
of not so much
erasure as left-blank poetry