after
a day of rain
the
land changed
the
flat roof porch turned into a still life
the
rivers still too low to be heard
hide
their shadows instead
in
maples well on their way
to
being leafless
you
already know the phrase
about
weather men & women
repeating
the obvious
is
too easy of a way
out
there
is no way out
when
the dog barks
you
know you've taken
too
much for granted
a
rumbling below
comes
in an odd frequency
only
nonhumans and trees can feel it
if
you stay to the trail
footprints
and words
become
predictable
---
e b bortz
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