Sunday 28th October

LEAF:

The dog is a poet,
Random words escape from the mouth of his human,
As a man appears,
Dressed as an exclamation mark,
Looking distressed,
He stands hunched & shaking,
Looks around,
A finger points to a tiny room,
Where he enters,
And disappears

(K)

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