Monday, May 21

a slice of morning

soft and slow morning
wrapped in the loose weave of cicadas' buzzing
the light's long fingers reaching in to draw us out
rolling down the road to where the wildflowers
are shot through with streamers of sunlight
greeting our neighbor the billy goat
more coffee, iced this time
the slope down to the first nap
how we greet another day

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