weathered

Tense tarantula
Melted spatula
Bubble morning
Fever forming

Fine. What have you
Heated igloo
Boring patience
Call to stations

At the ready
Holding steady
No turn back
Blow your stack

Pot boils over
Four leaf clover
Like so many
Wishes when we

So much younger
Fire and hunger
Beneath the surface
Youthful purpose

Now, it’s tempered
Fields are peppered
With subtle seasons
Weathered reasons

Call it even
Thoughts worth leaving
So much more
At human core

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