by Leeroy Berlin
be
unafraid to close your eyes
like simians swinging cypress trees
in an atavistic ballet
kids on tire swings
or catapults hurling tom cats
over the moon
listening to
the long howl good bye.
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Mmm. Wonderful poem! I love how it flows, and how beautiful the word choices are. Reminds me of summer.
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