Six late-August evenings (1)

Six late-August evenings (1)

1.
My sister whole of body and mind
Still a flower yet to be crushed

Lithe at twenty as a cat and with a cat’s deceiving
Focus sits re-spooling tape into a cassette

Clink of Heineken and scrub oak crickets
How we echo-locate the Cape Cod dark

And the invisible stairway to heaven slid down
As we forced the world to sing backwards with us

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