Hop In
they've always been there
on the hazy eyed periphery
awaiting opportunity
looking for a dusty stumble
a splash of blue from the breath
the off beat tap from a sunken chest
a wee bug kills millions
making billionaires
misfortune for one
is fortune for another
society falters
and the buzzards hop in
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2021
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