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Fealty

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,


               drifting


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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