September 24, 2019
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something
today it feels like the wind
has taken everything away--
summer, imminent good or bad news,
and the computer technician
who was supposed to arrive
before noon.sunlight has made it through
the lumbering clouds of rain,
gathering the gloom
into the sky's dark rags.
a fruit fly lands
on a browning slice of apple.
everything is attracted to something--the slightly fermented scent
is a fly's ambrosia.
i fold up this poem
and press it into your hand
a last rose of summer,
correspondence with the wind,something of love and of light
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