"Promise! " Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

O.H.
the Edict
packing a hefty
baker's dozen
takes a walk
in a forest
do the trees
know? Do the
cooling breezes
whispering through
the trees know? What
do you know? Anything?
Nothing? Abet ado aldose
a doe, a dough boy, fluffy?
Covid-safe and tourist take
Tequila Blues or vino but not
that viral thing-oo-me-omy-o?
Recognize the C.B. handle?
Michaelw1two
Yea, this is who you are
gonna call soonest
this IAM promise!