morning is slow, a poem

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in thick carpets of air.
the morning is slow.
the lawn rabbits
don’t care.
about the moon.
pale blue cellophane
still whispering night.

 

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with vast

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the youngest.
hour unfolds.
blossoms
are left.
to their will.
to fill the
night.
with vast.
with scented.
raining
lasts of petals.
the garden
goes a roaming.

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