Summer Playing Peace Pipes
Pairs of new green horse chestnuts
hang high
peer down
as they ripen before fall
spiny as urchins
(street urchins, sea urchins)
Inside, their invisible silk
pockets a red-brown core
swelling
(chested blood)
Lime-spined in the breeze,
smell of pine dyes, phlox,
supine, verbed to mean amatum
(to be about to be loved).
Everything waits for your gaze to face up.
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