fall afternoon the pirate wolf spider not exactly johnny depp

weather map my morning hair off the charts

the value of x

september's passage the value of 'x' is imaginary
friday the 13th walmart out of lucky charms
common buckeye the eerie stillness of a summer sidewalk
humming refrigerator to the tune of something's broken

dust motes night offers the prospect of invisibility
rock bluff clouds removing the gold from your face
exit sign the door is another window of opportunity
train station fly briefly landing on the conductor's hat

shadows of butterflies I remember mom and dad's anniversary

hot tears the past seeps into the present

early september the yellow rustle of old paper and faded cornstalks

over it over you over your head over the rainbow somewhere

tornado sirens every motion and emotion in the roiling sky

marooned by flash floods it's just me and the rain

daybreak the cedar siding battered by a woodpecker