Friday, March 7, 2014
Dirt Road Rabbits
dirt road rabbits/
spying raspberries with wings/
messages from home/
beware/
waxy red poison ivy on the cape/
hot tempers too/
half-moon mask of vacation/
ankles swelling/
sharp words at breakfast/
take the shoe box of letters and postcards/
from old aunts/
into the July night/
and leave/
ask me/
again yes/
to go/
cliffs and clouds/
will go/
one white winter night/
in the midst of our Independence Day/
forgive me/
I burned my toes on Eastham sand/
when you said I ought to have been wearing shoes/
song of a poet/
on a towel/
dipping pens in red ink/
mind-flailing/
all the way from here to Provincetown/
mothy gloom/
in blazing sun/
miasma of seaweed and week-old crab/
legs/
going home now/
stars to lead my way/
nocturnal blackness/
moss on northern sides of trees/
coyotes wailing on ocean breezes/
dirt road rabbits dark/
eyes flashing/
as I disappear from vacation/
vacations/
and return home
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