Explode in Red

before the green happens on the big

maples, they explode with red. and

we can sit below them on the bare

brick, still in our evening

sweaters, and listen to the doves

sing their satisfaction songs. singing

their hearts, singing. and soon, we

will take the things out of the

shed, the things we put into it

during the fall. and the Bald

Man will situate them with genius

on the patio. meat-cooking

contraptions, tables and chairs. also

meat-cooking contraptions. and singing

our hearts, singing.

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