Nuts
Your eyes
barren
like trees in Fall.
All you can see is the puffed up
balls of squirrel nests
wedged between
stark branch and limb.
Your eyes
hungry
like a squirrel in midwinter,
unsure of where he has
buried his nuts in the snowy yard,
in the frozen ground.
Too late to turn back the
time and hide
your meals in a
more convenient location,
warm and barred
ag…
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