Weasel Poem by Leslie Philibert
Weasel
A bite like hot charcoal
a nate full
of stolen baby teeth
that scythe off dried skin
ripped off like old wallpaper
the tearing of small birds
hidden under a early barn
mice shake like alarm clocks
crying into cold straw
you tap-dancer! fast as light
as cruel as a broken tooth
all evil in a round eye.
Sunday, June 2, 2013
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5/10/2024 11:38:16 AM # 1.0.0.1119
nice poem keep it up