CHANGE (for OSI)

Another sun unwinds behind another smothered sky;
August opens slowly:
an ache of air impossible to breathe.

Ten before twelve. One into two goes soon,
quick as a click.

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Excerpted from my poem “8/1”, originally published in Maelstrom (Nov ’00) and posted here for this week’s prompt, “Change“, at ONE SINGLE IMPRESSION—