misspellings are meant
no memory no memory, the cottage
floor. full of the past.
wine all over me.
absolute and alone. is it
moonlight or sunlight? the windows
maybe are open.
the bridge creeks across the river, but
no one is on it.
everybody's sent away. the
radio is sullen and will not answer
when the dial swings.
I sent you away from here. you
left with glad and stomped across the
river. your brother threatened me at
the grocery store. I don't care.
I will be here on the floor.
fall swoops in and the birds leave.
ice crept over ice. wind smells like cold.
I don't want anyone here.
this is the first winter here.
I will not leave. uninterested
in history's ideas
for what comes and what has
found its small place.
ds
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Fall swoops.
Yes.
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