last words

morning
through the multi-
interlude of
loons

and
arms of
air
surf settling

lingering
gray and faint
oddness
ordinary

demons
primitive
mood of an overcast
last few

enchanting
blueberry
red-pink familiar
landscapes, people

o’lanterns
except
occasional
brief sunlight

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Poem composed of the words near the ends (more or less) of each line of a journal entry. Companion to first words.