Fly trip-trap flap
tiny gossamer wing
made of caring tin
fleas dwarfed by flagellate
frowning outward, drifting in
hats, drum, window-well...
rising from the shrubbery.
I miss those monsters I called my friends.
I glue and they were rubbery.
[22:23|01.12.011] ©c.thomas.carter
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