Thursday, January 22, 2015

I Am Afeared of a Hungry Lion, Too

i am afeared of the lifting fog
rising from the morning moist
tiny damp songs pillaring through the dirt
don't be like me, no, not me
I'm humming the tune, can't help it,
a spiritual from family gone down,
from family seared to ash
family thick in the very strands of me
more Addams than Brady
the autocorrect says brandy, but it is wrong

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