If it were a question of words
            set down one
            afternoon away

            I was lying in bed
            imagined my eyesight 
            worried sleep

            At any moment
            one could consider the wet fingers
            who wipe their eyes

This is an example of where I have taken the found poem beyond the first stage of textual dislocation and re-lineation to the shaping of a barely perceptible "voice," one that exists in a brief moment of existence, meditating on the preeminently insignificant moment or experience.

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