Is that an image meant to conjure
a frosty train window twinkling years gone by
or are you just happy to see me?
Your eyelids look different this season
now they're red like they were last fall.
Is that how much a back can hurt
stretches out on the wood floor out back
or are you watching me let go?
I've been simmered and sad and behaved
and hearing the fiery songs these summer-like days.
© 2008, Jared Linzmeier
