via mower engine amplifier
the grass outcry reaches the skies
where pregnant airplanes buzz
the august heat
the grass smell in nostrils
the ever shorter days
the black sky cut by
airplane lights
come fall come winter
stifle the fear
of another spring
wlodzimierz holsztynski ©
2002-08-13
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