the dogs bark

at another passing

car

below my darkened window

as i sit

cigarette and red wine

watching

the long red hair

stuck to the sole

of my right sock

wave as i breathe

 

it cant be that

long since ive vacuumed

 

the not quite full

moon

hanging there

summer turning to fall

 

soon even the leaves

will be gone

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