Lay calm to rest
Lean back at large
The breath calls
No ordinary song
But the one at bless:
Tree, yellow-bellied flock
Birds into winter leery to nest
The heart a-flutter
Young man with a new love
Before the bulldozer scoop
Announces, ³It would make
A great planter²
Lay calm to rest
Lean back into the large
The stars before, after
Go sanguine
Do not tell anything
To the Oak
The winter pink Datura
We do not live, (or do we?)
In an occupied country
To be seized by what is
The bird flickered leaf
The rubber tire turning
The airplane engine on high
The ³All Way STOP² sign
Acme & Sons Sanitation Portopotty
The red fire box
Sanchez at 21st
The black shorts
Pale green sweatshirt
Runner with an I-Pod
The car wheels again
The yellow-bellied flock
Streams from the Hawthorn
Returns the rocking butt on one
A red head above the branch
No one is ever naked in entirety
Eternity is neither naked nor clothed
Something scrapes on asphalt
Plop and rhythm the runnerıs feet
A heart beating openly
Thanksgiving lean back to large
Lay calm to rest.
Stephen Vincent
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