climbing a hill
the moon rests between pink clouds
above corn fields

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@brownweaselpoetry
climbing a hill
the moon rests between pink clouds
above corn fields
climbing a hill
all the cars in front of me
hang in mid-air
a world of slow deaths
where once there stood an ash stand
rising floodwaters
aircraft keep crashing
it must be any day now —
my country’s birthday
backyard skygazing
the mower-docked lamb’s ear, too
layers of soft clouds
what heavy things
these secrets are —
emptied-out closet
trying to calm down —
the distant cry
of a scared animal
with dew or with rain
the grass underfoot is damp
at every hour
how we admire
what we cannot name —
swaying branches
all the same
mosquitoes float in a haze
of bug spray
panic attack —
spent the afternoon
tired and ashamed
one by one
bird voices blur
into night
the furious hiss
of storm drains —
darkening clouds
a cool breeze
on my sunburned legs —
nameless moon
breezy afternoon
a catkin adheres itself
to my inner thigh
without even
the comfort of believing
one month torn apart
the birds sing
and-so-us-too
warming trend