Tuesday, October 19, 2010

allergy mistaken red eye flights across barren fields
pulse racing not from anticipation but from wanting pause
blinking lights and traffic horns side swiping races from streets to the highest roof
fruit flies chasing nectar honeybees planting stingers
puzzles and unfinished sentences cross pages of incomplete cadence
cracked oils collect on pallets and summer turns to fall
blankets no longer keeping warm.

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