Poetry · Writing

Knock Knock

so just let me in, let me in

 

five stars at the holiday inn

it’s twelve and time for a nooner

call it a midday win-

 

has been living in deerskin

screamin’ its a wolf

shut ya mouth

bring it closer

creepin’ so low

the wolf won’t smell us.

 

so let em in- let em in;

it six in the evening, had dinner twice

plates on the kitchen counter still full

deserts already served.

 

 

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