Wednesday, August 18, 2021

the grapevine

there are many grapevines.

i've pulled most of mine from the roots.
done
with the little birdies
too, whispering in my ear.

stop, i say.
don't tell me anymore,

there is really
little about

anyone, i want to hear.
take your gossip elsewhere.

say nothing, unless it's of
good cheer.


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