Open—draft

Open—distance overwhelms the draft. Draft?
What rough sketch or stream of an air current or drawing
or drawing-off? A draught?

Should the lead be led too far from the paper it stops.

Should the window be closed it ceases.

Should the lure fall slack or silent it ends.

Otherwise, it opens—mere proximity to our habits. A dance of occasions
to be welcomed or warred—pulling all the while. Drinking
us into the open. Drafting us—

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