Wednesday, June 16, 2010

45*21

hard to break the slumber
your velvet legs that shine
sounds come from within
I wish I could have caught them
fish swim
the length of the pool made my breath
cool and clean, deep inside
the summer pool scene has changed
I t use to be that the high dive
laid in waiting
& remember danger
the moments are escaping
the man gets up from a nap
his wife is on an adding machine
great mandibles gnashing shadow
these are the quiet hour of accounting
splayed out for the depths
from the center of town
hear the peepers
something is adding up
and the diminishing returns

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