November 21, 2009

#237 a fresh sheet

flapped and spread on us overnight
no one's awake yet
no wrinkles
no marks

the window sill
the lawn
the hedge
all covered

what is now a big white lump
was once the driveway's '93 toyota
that winter-spirit
was yesterday a 10 foot spruce tree
and that fluffed pillow in its ironed case
i'm sure was once a hottub

what was that noise?
i think they're getting up


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