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Flop forward into this half-life, fall for me. Let the roads be easy and let the easy be. It's all you can hope for when the sun's past the years and hope has half drained away. So come on and fall. In this half-light you almost look tall. Your calves like pale aliens, a waxing tide. Come on down over to my side to where the steady wet has come. It's a long time since we were set in stone. It's a long time until we're undone.

If you can't rush, run. Spill out of yourself and down the street for spring has come. It's a riot, a full helter-skelter of blossoms and hope, a firework out in the quiet. The long lope of winter slows for it. Autumn trembles below it. A great green goddess is pushing up the horizon and they have to run to keep up or fall. Spring is tossing us between her two hands like a ball. Up and catch and never stop us, never drop us. She knows her game. It's to get every one of us chanting her name. And I'm the same. I want to be your Spring, the queer wild thing that startles you out of your bed with flowers. I want to turn your minutes into hours in

summer tossing off spring i may relax and hike a creek