the epic I am planning as I shop for pens
with golden accents. Perhaps if not for the dog’s
unspeakable licking. But at the end
of the day what.
I know that look the crab apple
felled by lightning. So many dear
dead dogs later still in one piece
and place hands empty so
if the usual resins from a walk
through the oldish pines should refuse easy
removal there are two options neither
of which but these days with the funnels we
must wear though who would know as long as you
can smize through hours of unneeded meetings
like one of those knives for chestnuts
which gave her hunting a slight edge
so she fed and bred better her
descendants had the same feature
that time licked into the precise
claw you see before you
then brave the cloying perfume of
seeping garbage trucks to catch a
meager and reluctant yes you
can cut them off or use this corrosive
but how will you feel one day when feet are
back in fashion