Angst Squirrel Poems

October is not all witches and goblins in my neck of the territory
We are dashing about, preening our tails, storing nuts and berries
Running around screeching...

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Saddened Squirrel


she writes
like her wings
are dipped 
in purgatory
hot water
and she is grounded
and broken
because of him
him, him, him
to her
how, how, how
he's met
every overture
every response
with bit lips
and...

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SquirrelDartingHereAndThere.
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