Winter Bare

 

Winter cleanses the tropical sky.

In a night akin – stars fall, he has seen.

The house tree, one that his father

began and he let sprawl to embrace all –

the house itself and everything within

has lost the ghost it used to host.

Everything goes. Even the haunting.

Even the words that he should receive

from his memory. Winter bare bone

of the sky is dug up by some canine instinct

to be buried again as if he must know

what he forgets and know for sure – all

details have been obliterated.

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