Wrestling with Owls

Words- flung forward into
Sunshine days
With force enough
To slice through
fear, yet still too fleeting
To last longer than the shadows that stretch
Taught
Across the lawn- will wither
wilt, melt away, so

Go.

Wrestle
with the owls
over moonbeams meant for
lovers.

Leave
Hieroglyphic footprints
Where the snow
Forgot to melt

Exhale
Through the window
The breath
Of summer nights
Hung bright with lights, when
Laughter collapsing
Into sighs
Escaped our hungry lungs.

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