Pocketknife
Buck Meek
Buck Meek
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Sparrows fight with a hawk in flight The dippers fade away Slowly, sable turns to white She left her sleeping bag behind Left her pocket knife A watermelon and a lime I found a paper in my coat Forgotten months ago She stole my lighter so I'll use the stove Saw a murder of crows move by Purple with the night While starlings murmured to silent types Maybe August 29th If I make it through July Thank god for coffee and apple pie
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Written by: Alexander Meek
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