Ohio

Did you remake yourself out of rust and algae again? Yesterday was a gray beached hull now it’s summer in the cornfields, the tangy air has a towheaded phiz. The mosquitoes have submarines they crash dive each new morn. The flowers are all gulping, and the rain is just enough. Light flirts around mossy steel silos and the brick and mortar works of long belted vicinities. Sorry I missed you, I hear your dawn was spectacular, that the mist was a copper penny on some other tongues. At that moment I was watching a nickel dipped sunrise paddle over another Ohioan horizon. I photographed it, but missed your otherness elsewhere, and of course you had changed again before I could get to you.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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