Poetry

dead guys in winter

winter’s first snowfall

downy woodpecker

in the cherry tree

 

soft white blanket

warms the scape

outside the window

 

dylan sings from the

rolling thunder review

times are a changin’

 

so some say but i’m

not sure about that

the cabinet is full

 

of ingredients that

make for a pie of

same ol’, same ol’

 

a man loses a life

trampled by shoppers

seeking the savings

 

paid my taxes today

told the lady they 

should collect more

 

2 dead guys wait

in the fridge for

a later date with me

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