Tuesday, May 6, 2014

Scent of a Valentine

The next day that
same black and white cat
came toward me ran
her nose along my van
but cantered off immediately
to where that fat grackle
had been making such
a ruckus the day before
when she pretended to be
asleep and now she’s closely
inspecting every stem there
with her wide pink nostrils
what can she sense in
that circle of half-dying
half-living lawn if not
the presence of a fading
fragrance the cologne
of some unknown
who's flown

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