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twin lakes
their cries leave, with one of mine
the wild geese

Tennessee whiskey
our motel songs more country
around midnight

tomorrow promises
between me awake
and a rain melting dust

waterfall’s spray
soft enough to undress in…
suddenly cicadas

Koi ponds
changing my mind
about lunch breaks

under clouds
the crunch of leaves
through the park to work

lightning frizzles
rains build around
one tree hill