Keep to yourself while the other go out
There are foxes and hawks everywhere
For Trent’s lost his head one snow melted day
And it’s quietly safe in your wire lair
And you laid something to care for
So there’s not time to come clean
But that’s not a worry to you
Let the rest sheen and preen
But on a cold fall morning
Bittersweet leaves lie around
With no sticks as a bundle
Your bones freeze to the ground
November 12, 2020
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