Bold man and bold news
take out the trash
watch the sky for wind
water the tomatoes.
Heat rises into the apartment
I keep busy on the computer.
Long loves rinse clear in years
my hands older than my face.
Break out the pitcher plant face
to catch flies
and liars
practice gritting your teeth.
Whatever war is coming is inside
more than any gun
I fear who I’ll become
in summer.
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