Unnatural Warmth

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Coltsfoot blooms in the waste places,

Snowfence rolled in the fields,

Anything can happen

In such an unexpected afternoon,

Imagination pushing back against reality,

Dreambound with robinhop and quilts

Hung in sunstruck yards where

Blind moles tunnel in the dark.

Here there is no place

That does not see you.

You must change your life.

—turn by Rilke