Sunday, May 17
Life below
the Mason Dixon line,
a cat called Moonshine,
time
slowed down,
sultry
summer of weeping
willow trees,
bores and bees (Can you
see the difference? Twice
bitten now
shy)
Once,
back in the woods,
grandfather and granddaughter
drawing dreams,
rusting
metal tractor parts,
broken
twigs dipped in water,
then,
watch,
castles ponies princes dragons ladies
disappear
into the hot heavy air
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