cantankerous cretin 

creating a world of false reasoning

bleating in sequence

and in summer freezing

to hold back heat that would treat him

out of season

a pastry bouquet catering to my home base

constantly in disarray 

beat me to the punch

I have a hunch that I’ll be here today

take a trek or a jaunt

such is a walk that leads to

where no one should be

at the crossroads of

being and wanting to be

I’ll take my satchel

pack it with what I will need

to be there briefly 

and sate my thirst a trait that bursts

without drinking deep



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