‘thru the hooves
& dune abit,
batter’d, but
the handle, grip
& sandals fit
the shiftin’
o’er the traction,
by the moon, I’ll wait
Poetry
‘thru the hooves
& dune abit,
batter’d, but
the handle, grip
& sandals fit
the shiftin’
o’er the traction,
by the moon, I’ll wait