Chicken Bake
One more hen
whose head was lost
has been saved
from a cocky mess
she’d still love to lay.
A feeble act
of morning resistance
to three parts
perfectly played
by only a pail
of indigo
paint. Still sealed.
Water-based.
It was not
written
to be enough -
all of which I have had.
Copyright © Phillip Garcia | Year Posted 2019
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