small poems & small plates
(H. cont.)Abandoning the idea of a gondolaleft to weather by the lakehe munched on the luncheonand considered inclement fortunesIn the hallway, intuitive strangleholdswere gathering to watch him--spies perhaps from the factory foreman?Awhisper, then it's gone.
(H. cont.)
ReplyDeleteAbandoning the idea of a gondola
left to weather by the lake
he munched on the luncheon
and considered inclement fortunes
In the hallway, intuitive strangleholds
were gathering to watch him--
spies perhaps from the factory foreman?
Awhisper, then it's gone.