Walking in Detail
closing the curtains
a bug left
the windy night began...
the leaf swiveled around
it wasn’t sinking
then, gone.
queen of the night,
a cactus’ bloom
short-lived - escaped
old flower,
old pots and vases
soft and still
sweet and juicy
daring purple passionflower
dares one more day
breath of an angel oak tree,
listen-
it doesn’t die
a glass of water
enough for a wading bird
seeking cold
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