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peach orchard
a breeze enters
and begins to scent there

tomorrow promises
between me awake
and a rain melting dust

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

under clouds
the crunch of leaves
through the park to work

lightning frizzles
rains build around
one tree hill

night winds
our pet’s ten thousand years
of howling

aging
school boy poems
about to rewrite