a tabby lad in freckl’d tweed supposes luck a tenterhook, a shoetree, for the frays & cuffs of vagabonds, a stitchless time of peppermint a candied store, the calculus of lottery, when she is there in calico
Daily Archives: January 18, 2013
Hayloft
as fallen to the sickl’d moon a tune, to pale a picket fence, in thickset slip a willow switch to bramble hip, considerate a wicker chair, the wicket wait a lock as wide the window seams