When you are quiet
Windows prove their noise canceling
Ability to withstand windy snores
Buttercups are shining yellow
Digesting a late meal of memories in the future.
When quiet, the pops and painless upheaval of
Unconscious propulsion. Planting seeds in desire
Night gardener with little experience
Melting tracks to follow
Demise of the misfit
Mixing bowl catapult
Molasses escapee
There is a mouse trap being reused in the attic
With a cat in the house.
Burden of the empty bottle
Filling out worn skin dressed in ink
When you watch,
Crooked street lights fill the empty ally
Heaven drops the ball.
Drawing on the lecture
At a cluttered table sorting it all
OUT
For the reasons you told me to
There are no more groceries
Avoided that cell, a bigger story
You watch the swell, and hold your breath
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