I cuddled up with
a metaphor that was
caught in the corner of
my room.
I dressed it in the
silk of kings, and fed
it from the fractured
trees of innocence.
Low-hanging fruit of
despair gets us
every time.
Jul 27, 2025
Jul 27, 2025 at 1:49 PM UTC
I cuddled up with
a metaphor that was
caught in the corner of
my room.
I dressed it in the
silk of kings, and fed
it from the fractured
trees of innocence.
Low-hanging fruit of
despair gets us
every time.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HwmDj1yF6LA
Here's a link to my YouTube channel where I just put up a video of a poetry reading that I did at the Mason City Public Library. My books, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems, It's Just a Hop, Skip, and a Jump to the Madhouse, and Sleep Always Calls, are available on Amazon
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