empty-nester neighbourhood shifted.
kids roamed property lines, forests;
an ideal childhood
so much for my nudist walks
curtailed to avoid frowns
the harrowing inappropriacy
with minors around.
apparently no one else *has* skin;
only bare bones, inside-out muscles, clothes
2 comments:
lol - I liked this.
Thanks, Pearl, for the link about poetry.com. It was worth a shot. ;) Just keep moving forward!
:)
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