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imagined you there
the last of October
measured in fractals of rich nectarine
sunlit by more
than change of expression –
some far away notion
of hands needing hands
lighter than leaves
softly were crashing
to the season (forever)
of us
(spinning)
Vikings thrust into battle
they never could see
wouldn’t know us from them
and there in the shimmering
afternoon flame
particles split from
another (we were)
destined for this
repetition
come back (we dared)
come back to us now
we did
I’m sure you’ll remember
how nothing was spared
to places we’d kept –
and melted from trees
maple and lace
slowed (just a bit)
by our passing
a lifetime there
when I closed my eyes
not surprised
to find you
(were watching)
tornadoday 