autumn atoms

January 1, 2019

flamèd forest

a hint of snow

beneath my tongue

**

hands

on your warm throat

falling snow

**

twin suns

the sheer weight

of shade

**

luna moth caught

between pane and a starless sky

my white desk

**

rust-red sunset

last Fall’s

axe blade

**

below my line

of sight

dew-stippled dawn

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