published on VerseWrights 01/21/15

on cold gray water
ducks
,unable to create,
sleep
with their beaks
under wings

broken trees
moss and
the dried blood
at night
when the houses
become silent
and flashing
windows go dark

children are
disciplined
in the ways of
the choking deer

eternal winter

remember
eastern woodlands
brown
two hearts
in silence

in the meadow
a singular
sea of
dead leaves
rusting cars,
that dream
into the ground

of ancient people
carburetors
and summer eves

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