(i love the scent
of fresh cut grass)
the mower is black
mostly
with bright orange
parts
illustration by JD King
no engine
to cut is to hear
the whir
of the reel
and to smell fresh cut
grass
in quivering air
insects rising
(i love the scent
of fresh cut grass)
crickets buzz
harbinger of autumn
attic dust
thick and soft
as a slice of bread
a fly’s desiccated carcass lies
belly-up
on a window sill
she waves good morning
to the old couple whose doorstep
she pissed on last week
ignorant
they raise palms and smile
like idiots
midnight cabin
a woman
the window illuminated
blue
untie the string
lift the lid
a whisper of rainfall…
(i love the scent
of fresh cut grass)
we got there
though I don’t know how
JD King
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