December Trees

[thisnewday]

For a moment or two
i thought the river man
was waiting for me,
with his imperfect words
and perfect harmonies;

but after that i knew,
the words that come
by ones and twos
like leaves falling late
from December trees:

those words
are mine,
those words
are meant for me...

LPK
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