Travel

Soon to leave

Soon across the water

Prepare the white clothes

I will not plan the painting

But travel—the trees—

Looking out over the roofs

Rather lay paint directly on the canvas

Kate writes from Paris, in smoke

I can’t respond but pack

The painting is not finished until the original idea has been

Taken down from the walls

All the paintings

Enough nomad, move through “soon”

Move through

Obliterated