Friday, August 18, 2017

A Morning Death

still blows the wind,
calm waters breathe,
mended fences replace,
grilled steaks served
with zucchini and
Southern sauces;
coffee, tea, or whatever
you prefer is there
waiting for you,
and all you have to do
is sign on the line,
leaving all this behind
to someone else, who
will not be as kind as
you were before this
morning...  before
the wind blew calm.

30May17

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