WINTER SQUASH
--for Marty
Every night in the oven,
sweet meat, moistened seeds
split, spooned, buttered,
and dripping with honey.
Late October, and rain.
Leaf fall and cascading silence.
The sharp blade slicing
through all the bullshit.
We’re doing just fine
in our resistance.
Jim Bodeen
25 October 2021
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