Tuesday, October 18, 2016

It's in the Air

The air has been stirred

and shaken:

in tepid, chilled, sun-spun confusion.

Leaves stagger from their branch tips,

dance,

and skitter across the lawn.

Sprinting uphill, turkeys slant

through a mushroom metropolis

built in a day beneath the trees.

The restless fowl nestle into

their evergreen roosts

and bark the hours

to one another

from the dark of this

wind-warmed night.


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