Fox Poem by Antony Glaser

Fox

A 1000 horses seemingly gallop
down my street
paraquettes loiter, by swarm
like soldiers on a stroll
blind mans fantasy
you can look
don't touch
just watch the fox
on his voyage of self discovery

Friday, March 8, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: fantasy
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