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Hell's Invoice

One day in January
I borrowed a day
A day from late June
I have to repay

The temperature rising
the sun high above
Birds are returning
as thoughts turn to love

As June then approaches
the bill coming due
With summer winds blowing
and everything new

I reach down in sorrow
obliged as I am
To clear my account
-the snow to begin

(Wayne Pennsylvania: January, 2024)