Photo by Los Muertos Crew on

I had just gone downstairs
to put the morning kettle on,

when much to my astonishment,
I discovered the neighbor lady

had let herself in, and demanded
we share a morning dance,

a tale told best by a blushing
wind rattling the falling leaves.

. . . j 

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