Entry XLV – February

Between Equals
Robert Wallace

A dragonfly blue as the June Atlantic
slim as its horizon
came over the dunes:

Helicoptering off and on
a grass beside by hair
not demanding my money, nor love

Nor did I want anything (money, love).
A small event.
He stayed, and went.

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