Exhalation
Lazy Summer evenings
cling eagerly to bodies
invested in idle chatter,
sweet tea memories
seeping into carpeted floors,
feline companions,
apex predators of living rooms
the world over, roaming
silent, footsteps muffled by
ceiling fan serenades.
These stains tell stories-
nuclear family tasseography
void of omens,
isolated days hanging
like wind chimes
in the air.
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Phew
“… isolated days hanging
like wind chimes
in the air”
Wow … great imagery
Kevin