Baldering over
Ledgy- cracked
A shifty song
Comes waftering
Night shaded
And me, taught out
Is foldering off
Me flickery lights
Be they cricketing
Late to sockets
Plaint evening
Comes a shifty song
Baldering, ledgy- cracked
Smells of winter
Mustering
Not yet cold
But gathering
Anklet-gripped
And waftering
Over plaints
Over sleep
Over song
Tom McGlynn
copyright 2014
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