Today is cooler, closer
to memory which is always
icy, and inaccurate. Time
exists as sentences exist
to rationalize what
they say as they say it,
calling being into being
in the time it takes time
to fall away yet again.
The trees offer their leaves,
no longer the green of spring,
as sacrifice to the black earth.
Tonight even the sun is tired
pulling the day slowly back
toward the longest night.
The dogs are never tired
eager to dance about the yard
in futile pursuit of squirrels.
(October 23, 2024)
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