cerulean sky and oaks and others
of red ochre (once love was
red ochre). Shaded underneath
these feet like roots
are timely footprints meshed into cement--
these are names these are rowboats
twisting around lakes
in Maine and Manitoba
where I am eating chuck steak
repeating again and again solitude,
solitude, solitude, fire, duck
and then am happy in certain
moments of spring.
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