Witty Profiles
"Here and Gone August"
Leaf green’s the shaky scrape of a tree’s
arm
raking against the window.
Brushing back and forth
with each and every blowing breeze, gust or gale.
These the humid doldrums of here and gone August.
A tree's hands can be so thin,
his arms are sticks.
They look anorexic.
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ACertainTypeOfTrash · 2 months ago
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I write bad poetry. Here's one from September.