Monday, January 02, 2006

Another Gotcha

The young ones
are very clever at avoiding traps,

something with their hips,
swivel away and run pell mell.

Traps grow deeper over the years,
dark walls coarser.

If you fall into one it will detain you while you await
the lonely secret moment.

Outside there is sunshine, warmth all the time.
In the Spring escape is always possible.

But not in Autumn,
when traps are consequential and last

on and on.


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