equinox

i’m running out 

of time the blooms 

chime raucous 

hurry or you’ll 

miss it pink bleaches 

white and drops saccharine 

plump blossoms some 

trees are already

pubescent and round

and our lawn 

thickens in the 

sun I initiate sex

a little monkey 

in a belated spring

awakening to my 

young body