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In Case the Wind Finds Life Again

by Gannon Daniels


In case the wind finds life again we'll stay

Among the reindeers roosters jackets

Pale skin curls into the shadow of a hood

Making good the promise in shared pages there


She touched the ring again and again tossing

Around thoughts like a trained juggler

Tiptoeing with quiet she stayed the caption

All else will be lost if not found


Didn't the misfortune-teller explain?

Sheepish people sometimes don't hear it

It's that things spill over when overfilled

More won't fit when full


The roofscape had one tree and a place

For a garden and two lovely loungers

The calendar had days without writing

The eclipse was clear through the breeze