snowbirds
things keep changing up
mainly due to nature of the beast
moving in and out of the neighborhood
with predictable regularity
monarchs migrate southward
replaced by dark-eyed juncos
looking to keep cool all winter long
there are no children here
not since uncovering all the
truths and falsehoods
that used to line these streets
half the houses breathe faintly now
at least until the vernal equinox
phantoms inside flashing lights
october two thousand seventeen
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To be an observer of all things passing… the thought is chilling with all the children.
yes, especially with all the children