Friday, August 26, 2022

Late Night, Eight Nineteen of Ninety Two

He was the first of the season,

with a capital A,

extraordinary when you think about it now,

it was just a wave,

a brush up,

on the other side of the world,

until, like all of us,

it hardened,

tightened,

and buckled down —

for the worst,

even by its own powdered hand,

was yet to come —

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