3 years ago. Monday, January 30, 2023 at 1:08 PM
Ive got a ditch to dig,
and one to fill.
Ive got to stop the bleeding,
and blood to spill.
The cask of 43 has run a-ground,
And futures future left the sound.
I have tools and spools,
Fooled
I can build destruction!
Witch winch has drawn the corruption.
Havoc's time has come,
Like an idiopathic maelstrom.
Watch,
Watch out -
Ive come undone . . .
(As always, this is not to, at, because of, about anyone - just freestyle poetry)
my latest piece - 100% hand made sterling silver, except the lobster clasp itself.
An homage to my wing'ed friends
