the fly, the fire, the wind
i am taunted by the last fly of the year.
it keeps me away from my fire, my bed.
the wind outside howls like a dog uncertain.
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process note: like, you know, i have not written a poem in a while. my life is, like, complicated and busy. owning a business, going to the park, macking bitches…it’s get a little heavy. so’ah, like, i’m taking december off to, you know, chill.
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Hi Humans,
While Satchel is taking December off, Moe’s Meats is still open for business. Moe just won’t be there to write poetry.
Courtney, Meat Woman
correction. i, like, will be writing poetry. just, like, i won’t be, you know, working, unless, like, you mean, like, working on poetry.