Pastorale for vuvuzela

I miss you before and after I miss you
Amethyst taste of you

The experiment of your lips on Earth

Your fingerprints everywhere  

Off you go in slo-mo
Fine spray billowing from the waterfall of you
You evaporate

Oxygen for the life of me

Sesame seeds at the bottom of last Spring's picnic basket

And the words we left to their own devices in the meadow
In the juggernaut of time

Light laughing in its own language
For the sheer joy
Of August 3

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                                                -- New York, December 18, 2010


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