Cornfield, Upper Turkeyfoot |
Crickets acorns sunsets
Long vistas clean lines
Vanishing points
On uncluttered horizons
Planetary interstellar
To feel our suspension
Hurtling through infinity
In our jacket of air
Thunderheads harvests meteors
Katydids leaf falls buck rubs
All the more miraculous
For universal solitude
Monarchs cellos E minor
Ubiquitous longing
Your favorite word
My penultimate state
Trumpeting geese overhead
And I miss you.