CUT DOWN
The shards of light rest
On summer grass like
a sprinkling of snow.
The light reflects
of cars and shadows fall.
The scarlet and rustic autumn
Fall upon the ground.
Im sitting here projecting
The past, the present
and the future.
A cop was killed here
yesterday and a lawn is cut-
down today. I’m in the present
as sparse as summer trees.
summer skies, blue beyond blue.
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