in your rainy day
day smile

i see
stars clenched

‘tween those
squeaky
jaws

begging for
release-

relief of your
need to
be

anything but
true-

to reach
me.

said she liked
puzzles,

so that’s
all

suitors brought
in turn..

single file ’round
the block,

last hope in
line

offers
nothing but

an honest
hand–

for pleasure
walk..

and hear her
talk,

nowhere too
deep,

just a walk.