come August

so complicated
the relationship she has with
this particular swathe of days
love in the morning
mistrust in the afternoon
a butterflies-in-the-stomach feeling
that signals the monsoon

time cannot
be trusted
a trickster it has become
spilling wine in the evening
erasing sun from sky
early comes the darkness
on the wings of a seagull’s cry

copyright © 2020 KPM

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