Headless Chickens Poem by Barbara Haskell

Headless Chickens



Headless chickens,
churning spinach,
muttering schemes,
what's going on? ?
Awfully bad dreams!

I am seething,
I long for you to laugh,
I beseech you,
grieving,
You're teething!
Somebody wake me up! !
05/11/07

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