Indian Summer  

waking with blinds open,
day glances options
to leave sense to itself,  

........such roosting with coffee,
........her leg sliding through the bed,
........one cat’s linen-cool reply  

as birds fly, molt of yesterday’s
clock hands that lay in the bushes,
as poplar of new directions  

........toss through spacious form,
........tremula ellipse of leaves
........that skirt unattached wind 

while tactile forms it aloud:
a home sealed fibrous matter,
surmountable red of life, 

........gravity, toadstool, agitate,
........sex, respite, sibilated death,
........along song-touched affection 

and sometimes for stillness
through simile, the room as quiet
as a hermit-blue pond, a  

........dual breath under roof
........with cracks in flawed plaster,
........tilt frame about a silent door