Tagged: leaf

all day, the rain falls

all day, the rain falls
in brooklyn like a fugue,
repeating the same
theme on its way
down – ledge, leaf,
rung, stoop,
ledge, leaf, rung,
stoop, ledge,
leaf, rung, stoop –
rubato-
ing and
accelerando-ing
together
with the ease of
a seasoned symphony
.
20180519:1927
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you squeeze air into

you are

you are
bitten, poking
holes into the
theory that it
could not be
done – not to worry,
when the sun
appears over
the horizon, it will
still feel
glorious, if
not a feather vein
more
vulnerable
.
20130515:0831
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at the docile turn