Large hands and wedlock
on Milwaukee avenue wet
paint on the tavern gate
She spoke of insects
and not surprisingly
knew of foliage and wings
Departing has become
a casual torment
taking on permanent form
At the outing
in the forest
she became the lookout
for biker tribes.
on Milwaukee avenue wet
paint on the tavern gate
She spoke of insects
and not surprisingly
knew of foliage and wings
Departing has become
a casual torment
taking on permanent form
At the outing
in the forest
she became the lookout
for biker tribes.
