Morphing Verse
I try to write poems.
Friday, January 17, 2014
A guise curtsies
and hints at something
somewhere else--
a child bare on dark wet pavement,
a youth trapped in isolation's thicket,
a man alone--
and smiles when it says,
"I'm well too, and yes
it is warm today."
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