Face It Naked And See

The sun has intimate relations
with the wind – makes protestations
it cannot rescind – for which
it’s passionately held to task:
behind the sweetly smiling mask
of early June resides an opportunist
amatory mass of hungry air,

aroused by Universe-inducing heat
to treat the globe as if it weren’t there –
the Earth, the sun, the atmosphere
a spinning and illusory confection
seeming to praise light, and Spring –
but in its vast collective heart
a soft and dark and wanton thing.

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