Fresh Wet Wood

Thank you, arbors, for your ardors
growth became you up
the leaf in your machine
is a lingering photo of your synthesis

your new bored life
supports asses and elbows
other spines curve
over your nonce future trunk

your old friend rain 
now cracks, pain
reminder:
what you were

cored rest aerosol
brusque petrichor
forest lavender pines
your sweetest elm.