Tagged: summertime
this must be the place,
this must be the place,
said one creature to the other,
the aroma of
apples and spice cooked over low
heat escaping into the yard
.
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we were underneath
we were underneath
pear trees, filling up our bags
with fruit while i drew
the mosquitoes away, legs
swelling with bites, primed to be picked
.
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in the matrix, we
in the matrix, we
measure time in spoonfuls of
summertime – outside,
we drill holes into the snowbanks
to recover a bit of heat
.
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without meaning to,
without meaning to,
memories get squeezed into
feelings – when you pass
me in aisle five, i am a
swan dive away from buoyant
.
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leaning in ever
leaning in ever
so slightly over the pool
of cicada songs,
a ripple in the reflection,
an asynchronization
.
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in the shower this
in the shower this
morning, i am
slowly turning
the knob towards
C for the final
rinse, so that when
i close my eyes,
i have a direct tap
into the atlantic
.
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there are theories that
there are theories that
know nothing about temptation,
sitting on the front
porch, ice-cold tea against the
brow, waiting for the next breeze
.
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