poem 19 2017

April 19, 2017 § Leave a comment

calling out the sun

languid
lazy weakened
wanting

haphazard hurried
headlong no

no not
yet

yearning
enjoying eager circling
lazy

languid weakened
wanting unto itself

sad rich thirst
yes

slaked slack
circling

sure
again

the california thrasher
calls out the sun

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