a nude perch
looks worse
come dusk when shadows
shun their call
to sleep,
hope’s but the feathers
scattered in
with
a bony winter
to come,
who will notice if
my hair goes
missing?
and who will
pretend to
listen?
nude perch looks
so much
barer,
when i’ve had too
many hours
to care.
Grumpy Gorman
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