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Hard to watch her
wan and wasting away
to see her grip slip
Hard to hear
her rattles and wheezes

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Thrumming chorus
Voice of summer swelter
Quiet woods go stereo
Leafing out in decibels
Heat bugs chide
Live! For soon we die.

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Dare even to swallow yourself
your drama and your resumé
gone beyond your own event horizon
into the singing singularity

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Autumn expires when fiery maples shiver
Legions shed in a last hurrah of color
Retreating sun salutes the dizzying descent
Illumines what the weep of beauty meant

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Tilting water world
One red leaf falls to the pond
Startled geese take flight

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Seared by bombs and shootings
Left fewer and bereft, keening in the rubble

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In the beginning, the white-frocked horseman of her apocalypse
Eyes averted, blurts she has pancreatic cancer in store
She rocks, absorbs our reeling shock then, pensive, quips
A curious “Well, I’ve never done cancer before.”

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Not meant to beat for only me
My captive heart now shatters
Its shards slip through my boney cage
Made plural by sad matters

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Woods and feeders
Left and bereft
Of song and flutter

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The autumn leaf doesn’t mourn
Other leaves that fall before it
Doesn’t question why it remains
Longer on the tree

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