Season

   The earth hasturned again I feel its pullweighty: all night youlie with me chasing acidfields, till dawn. We share thesedreams of summer seas, beaches burninghot, too hot on tender feet. Back thenwe juggled broken hearts, now we listenfor their beat expecting breathto fall apart. Leaves lie brittleon the lawn, your hair so whiteI think of Christmas songs.your bones snap the kestrel riseson the wind we’re lost inmisplaced memory trying to sketchthe pathway.