Now

Geese spread their spores
across the wheat fields of Kansas

And those leaves
which have brushed the
poison lips of Autumn are busy
telling everyone who passes

While beneath the cold
blouse of evening

Nipples        stiffen

(notice)

Deliberate     pulse
in the vicinity of denim

Ache of        breath
that may die for  wanting

In the portals
between seasons memories 
are scattered then forgotten

Night of six million stars

Softening of certain bones
calcification of others

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