midafternoon moon
deer skeleton
rummaging the burned dark remains of an apple tree
fruit thrown 10 feet away
one single alone deer
can't hear my sneeze
i wish i could walk with you
the wide, tall shadow that leaves you
in the waning sun
and the midafternoon moon
paper leaves shivering, twittering
it really is all magic
i could fit in any boot
now i fill soles like thick snow
how lovely it is!
i am as soft as the love that surrounds me
i am as soft as the ground
i'm softer than i was before
slowing and staring
what do the wings write, light in the sky
tales told to the whistling, empty guy
stellar moon that turns eyes hibiscus pink
darling dark hair, shining star, who slips his hand away in the morning
reminds me of crows billowing, in the middle of the day when I can see their wings
of snow and christmastime, falling bright orange or blue, covering shadows
watching it all from up high
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