Tuesday, September 13, 2016

weather patterns

No tumult of hurricane 
no straight-line wind ripping the ground 
no flood waters rising
no ice storm cracking ...
softer than forecasted
stronger than expected
a mingled taste of blue night 
and 
crescent moon on the roof of my mouth
swallowed into
white river birch falling 
honeyed amber autumn 
pressing
pressing
pressure swells
into the corona lunar gravity
of you

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