For Clover
coca cola recalls
lying in the debts.
of debris carnage befalls
life master pieces tampered with
umbrellas open tossing the wind
abundantly so who are you to say
when it's time to go carry on comrade
the gnomes are leaving you behind
wearing wooden ankles snarling
at truth beckoning sideways within
the harsh stables of callous knees
my soft red hair blowing in the breeze
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