Up with the Coyotes - August 9, 2022
- Gary Hunter
- Aug 9, 2022
- 1 min read
the barest shoulder of a sunrise dawn in a negligée Gracie Oliver and I pass
a picture window three aged
walkers walking old legs swung not stepped tilted and teetered the slow scrape of a nail a shoe drag heads down the ground beckons a sniff and stop I push-pull them on won’t let this morning look like a death march life is precious someday I’ll think that watching the ceiling
taking my last ounce of breath
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