You Big Tease

You Big Tease

Reuss, Dave
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I hate this.

Goddamn spring.

Sloppy streets mock

Muddy trails evict you.

But then, the sun shines

So clean and warm, teasing.

Dreams of red, sunburned bellies

And cheap laughs on the Madison.

Days where dark doesn’t mean cold.

Campfires become entertainment,

Instead of necessary for survival.

Bold blues and sharp greens,

On a cliff up in the Gallatin,

Chuckling at the laughter

Down at House Rock.

But… never mind it.

A bit more snow.

Back to limbo.

Forget it.

Almost.

 

Goddamn spring.

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