He Credited Fear
At the window he credited Fear, Regretted his temper drive, And looked to gloomy vistas This morning again arrived. Secrets of giggly girls, Potent Innocence fails Divers of missing pearls Bartered from greasy nails. Christmas lights harken End, Heralded toys broken fine, Discarded in the snowy mud Cheered by crows atop a line. Don’t hurry […]