August 2, 2023 / grumpygorman / Leave a comment a broken pencillead– the thought left toferment, in rest fromsleep i feel thegrey thick in my bonestoday.
July 1, 2023 / grumpygorman / Leave a comment a bird of preybloodiedgrey sails reversein sky spitting piss and grit, i spy neighborsstrut, from screen door thatnever shuts, through mesh that lets inall the bugs.
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