Swinging my love off the front toe on bent knees into the rough
Sending a prayer through a thicket, a mess, clasped hands, depression, a bosom, a lip, and beyond
Once again, I’ve gone too far and come up short
I can see what I’ve done
I can smell my hole in one
Drawing back in relatable exuberance while sky blue asters give into their own weight, and milkweeds dance behind scores of un-bonafide algae, casually trickling escaping floating dancing planning reading sinking and moving on
PETER TROUT is a 54 year old Account Manager at General Motors. He lives with his wife and two daughters in Auburn Hills, MI.