She's gotten away,
convincing us all Tuesday
to let her go soon,
then giving us hell
before giving us the slip
this last Wednesday.
I do feel foolish
for believing her better
than this, more stable,
more a deep root tree
than the whipping reed cutting
me as she passed through
and gone out the door.
July 27, 2011 7:15 PM
Modified August 11, 2016
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The chicken crossed the road. That's poultry in motion.