October 07, 2007

too warm

Kids screaming in the too warm early dark; too warm the spider ponders the bounty of tiny gnat snacks filling its web; lights are on and the pool balls click: snickery dickery
Too warm, perspiring on the photo-maker, on the photo-taker, sun fries and our skin crawls, earth has a fever and us is viral
All we can envision is cupcakes, sweetcakes, wooden rocking chairs and a harmonica that gives you pnuemonia

"we're bringing in the sheaves" john-barley-corn, squirrels arguing in the oak leaves, and chipmunks under the wood pile, squealing


The heart-shaped pink-coloured catfood is gone but who ate it? Doug says, "meadow brother," coughs and pushes in another Stargate
All the Leaves Are Green and autumn will come with a shattering crash...little do we know.

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