Disperse These Cretins!
Brisk
breeze blows
before grim
gray gargoyle clouds
explode with static glee
rinsing the joyous sweat from
fleeing parents and progeny
scattering like insects in the spray
of annoyance at their sheer existence.
Copyright © Gerard Keogh Jr. | Year Posted 2010
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