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A luminescent blue
behind the sunset trees
of a common Tuesday

an early death

Tejano accordion
exploring your sleep

so few things really
are a part of anyone’s plan.

The moon
finding its way to you
over the soft riffles
of a small pond

a little owl
in the peak of your house

or later, the silence of snow.

It will not wait for you.

It is all beyond
the best you can do.