the magic died<br>
and Ouroboros with it<br>
ring of fire
waist deep in mud<br>
you expect to lose a boot<br>
where's Debby?
the library porch<br>
black and white umbrella<br>
rolled up in the car
pancake<br>
flowers fall<br>
seize the nerves
Leaving the hospital<br>
<br>
Patients converge on the window,<br>
outside, the sun brightens, brightens,<br>
each flower turns,<br>
dogs pause on their rounds,<br>
we've waited for this day.
impeccably dressed<br>the werewolf banged the knocker<br>clouds parted
don't take any wooden knuckles