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I need a poem

to save the day - 

               I need a moment

the end

of summer

is coming quickly,

               aligned with my fealty:

and I already miss the starlight,

already miss

               the sky, the birds, a song

the kid

bouncing his ball

in the evening’s light,


walks to the store,

the campfires,

               cross the wet pavement.

I can’t take it, sometimes - 

don’t know what to do 

about time,

               Some notion of possibility

‘bout your eyes

and mine.

               stirring me

Posted 08/04/21
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