Friday, June 26, 2020

We took a craft on strings
and those strings snapped
near the top.

Through the ruddy windows
looking at each other.
A table of polished wood.

A glass with its
16 ounces of water.
Rays of light
spreading on the lawn.

Driveways we were
laughing after.
Dazes in the cemetery wind.
Blankets ruffled on grass.
Patterns melting through
a web of roots

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