Scarecrow Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb
Scarecrow
Crow, unsettled,
you knead my thoughts
and pick my brain
like a bad lover.
My body is dead,
scaredto death
because you have shredded
my hollow soul.
Waf
Monday, December 17, 2018
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