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Rasping like fleas
In August
the barn roof leaked
The plums hummed full of bees
the sweet nectar captivating
The children's heads nodding like flowers
and Mother couldn't care
Her form shrugging away
Presumably she would leave for home, unlit
Copyright © Antony Glaser | Year Posted 2023
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