Michael Munas (michaelboy) wrote,
Michael Munas
michaelboy

The place we go

Creeks run, as leaves rust inexorably into fall
and here I see you, delicately by water
as a summer might last forever in me
- even as she sleeps

I knew you in a time before this year
further* than the hillside, where I walked away
Yet now, the woolly worms are mostly brown
like a coat you wear, which gently wears you
because it is a softer way to remember her

* and farther
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