after another nor’easter
after all that was wet
and heavy
after all I could do to
move it
out of the way and into
another way
after the sky got better
at being blue
after it got tired of getting
after all that and clean
windows a wind
a thick bay fog kind of wind
I want to lay my face
down in the new
snow falling
I want to lay it far
enough to stay
the rain
I want all the work
of moving to
be brief
I want, some,
only some,
I'll admit...
but after
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