Cabin Fever (circa 1860)

*written in Arroyo Seco on 5/15/2019


Unsettled,

Brittle twig

Alive in the fall

Speak not of seasonal

Action,

A light unto gravity’s pull

Robust,

Breasted savior,

Timid in tepid landing

Alike – in our kindred

Shy – not in potential

Shaken – by our ways gone to sleep

As

baby blue bars

abandoned by the Carpenter

Blow all outside of rudimental

park

near the table

serve, a meal upon Nature’s Benevolent Paw.

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