Least of My Worries

Least of My Worries Black lines emanate From scratched symbols Comforted inky textiles Handled by thimbles Spool off a roll of Thin paper pages Ornate hardcover colored To ripple through the ages What does a busy man say When the pretty book is mislaid? “That pretty book with its textile flurries Was the very leastContinue reading “Least of My Worries”

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