Monday, July 2, 2012

Starla and the Moon

Starla's bones resume the same position as yesterday
as she sinks into the outdoor lounge chair .
The wind on the other hand, has shifted east
more or less.

The sun plays between the trees reminds her 
of bubbles in their last glass of champagne, 
a perfect summer that rose and fell, 
disappearing into golden.

In a vast sky, the moon waxes gibbous

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