circumstances

Circumstances

Icy night of porcupine dreams

meets solstice 

moving sunlit hands across mountain

spines, brightening

sky stretched in sundog play bow 

starry-cerulean rump above

smoke-rose chest below.

Prickly still with night

shadows

crescent moon winks 

a tooth

hung over lolling slate-sea 

horizon

wide as a grin 

open as a door.

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