mood swinging
low
as if a year
ago
stuck inside
the car
under two feet
of snow
suddenly the
lamb arrives
not a moment
too soon
upside down
with confusion
reflection in
the spoon
positively
forward
one foot then
the other
looking forward
to summer
hanging out
with my only brother
high in the Rockies
far from the
tower
he can sit
motionless
better part of
an hour
as the sun sets
and
darkness slowly
creeps
emptiness
arrives and
beats him as he
sleeps
one eye open
focused on the
time
one eye closed
struggle with
the rhyme…
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