Forsaken
A haggard bit of burnt toast
long since bruise-colored
forlorn, it keeps to itself
'midst crumbs indeterminate
Scuff marks from stylish pumps
as dull now as the coat of
neglect draped over the floor
onto which shone Andromeda
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2022
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