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Carpenter dreams about the sky turning

to wood where he carves a pair of eyes
through which the sun burns through to 
reach a pair of hands inscribed onto a tree.
John Finn wakes in his attic flat on the park
as morning's first rays reach vague fingerprints
on a bonsai tree that rests upon a table, outside
trees detect finger tips in the rain, carpenter strains
as fleeting inspiration arrives, he completes a 
carving of the sun sat at a table on the park, the
figure holding the bonsai tree is revealed ready
to take Finn to another place.
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