Thursday, November 26, 2020

Double Double You

You blow, wind. You flow, water.
You end snow; winter, you begin.
You’re a slow walk in a new wig. You gnaw wood like a rat.
You’ve been the hero of a fast-draw Western. You slew wicked witches
everywhere you went.
Your legend grew, waxed fat as a glowworm.
When you come to my town
like an egg, you appear in yellow / white.

Books Available
The Day of My First Driving Lesson
Country Well-Known as an Old Nightmare's Stable
High-Voltage Lines
Knocking from Inside

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