Falling in awe before the coming
spring, underground
juniper offers glints, scintillas,
modicums, renewable
undercurrents in albeits,
amenable as undertow.
Admiring as your sonorous
sliver of AM
contrivance, early evening’s
constructive audio,
equipping hard my
reticent city dwelling book
(worn taupish), beige.
Watercolor, air-dry in
cooled undershirt
comes to bubkes off
hips, just to
let out ‘a little’;
Ruffled and still
consider the wardrobe’s
shorthair-voiced earshot
(to get with) ensnared,
finale of awe,
falling is ongoing
well, well into: spring —
but being; and seen being,
eschewed upon,
enters.