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Sunday, November 15, 2009

Here is the result of a perfect Indian Summer Day -

The Seventh Day

Should I be upstairs with you?
I should be upstairs with you.

Sunday night
And the weekend’s last delicious moments
Leave a satisfying taste,
Like sunshine bubble gum –
If such a thing existed.

I don’t want to spend
The last minutes of Sunday
Watching a western.

I want the quiet,
The time between dinner dishes
Loaded into the dishwasher
And when my mother deposits
My daughter on the front stoop
Red-cheeked from her
Visit with her grandparents.

Should you be downstairs with me?
You should be downstairs with me.

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