Rooster announces a not-yet reality
Red-tailed, Paul Revere prophet of an
Apparently urgent
Urban dawn.
Atop a rusting chassis in a
Cycloned yard
This concrete kingdom deserves advance notice
Of the merciless light
As much as any benign barnyard.
Patriot on his perch
He delights in the warning but
Cannot defend the night.
Let it come, Rooster.
Push the snooze and hug your hen
And I will do the same.
Perhaps the day is kind afterall.
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There, Scott. I only blog these days when prodded.
Keep prodding.
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