Entomophobiac
uncalled and unwitting
I slipped through the wrong door
propelled by the philosophy
of birth marks
and there she's standing
eating a pear under the apple tree
the verminous tree
in sweet naivete
which comes
in many transitions
Copyright © William Greco | Year Posted 2016
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