Thursday, March 17, 2022




You A Lonelier Summer

did I believe I knew 

all the you of you 

even the you you 

left in pieces

carelessly strewn

about in the history

of weak embraces 

summer is lonelier now

the porch we owned on the lake 

is unchanged but for dust

the slow rocking

of the pine sun 

never stops to

ask why 

and the want

of you still sounds

in the back

and forth 

of hollow

limbs


`JPPestana

You The Lonelier Summer

3.17.2022











 

Red Bank

the dog quivering excitedly

a nervous squirrel  


Wish Upon A Five & Dime

the sky is a half drawn blind

yellow with age the circle one held

on a string long since gone

a collection of old huddled shadows 

humble lives drawn 

down at night raised

for the flight of night

 


 







summer is lonelier

the cabin that held it all

is vacant but for the bugs

and family mice that

call it home




summer is lonelier start again

relive the line above

the line below

it must be the horrors


am I unaware

a hand reaches out

rubs the resting sun from 

the lake of his 

shimmering eye




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