couples whose
marriage rings
out the olde
and the new
trails in boastfully,
mark the new year
with black eyed peas;
the trees come down,
the lightheartedness
is packed away;
winter is worked through
with few holidays
and a long dry summer
sits next to you
like a smiling lady
whose name, past, or future
remains unknown and
only her present
condition can be tasted.
January 1986
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