Tuesday, September 16, 2008

She had almost gotten away but not in time and now leaving wouldn't save her. She lay down on the deck with the woods all around her.

slipping as is the
stance of
dance
... into wilted
corns, tomatoes
potatoes plants
making tracks
on the trip
working
to the porch
from the
field
where there
is a rocking chair
suitable for sitting
and a last glass
of lemonade
before fall
a last chance to
sweat out stress
... seep dried wood
close eyes
and rest them
in the shade
rock rock
everything outside
and in is
gone today
rock rock

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