small poems & small plates
They roam the city's hidden digsto find a door left openor perhaps a rotting fencein need of newer handsAll the while talking about being youngerand the unknowns howling like wolves
They roam the city's hidden digs
ReplyDeleteto find a door left open
or perhaps a rotting fence
in need of newer hands
All the while talking about being younger
and the unknowns howling like wolves