Disgorged grays work
their lathered sheen, heavy-handed
as the honks that lifeline thru
these late February trees.
Gotham speaking to its skull,
nevermind Hamlet.
Feb 22, 2017
Feb 22, 2017 at 12:43 PM UTC
Disgorged grays work
their lathered sheen, heavy-handed
as the honks that lifeline thru
these late February trees.
Gotham speaking to its skull,
nevermind Hamlet.
