On a luminous night three days from now
The spirits will come, they might even growl
Myths are beyond doubt , I’m certain to say
things that I wish for, I hum and I pray
But shortages happen, discounts are lost
I’m glum without coupons, how much things cost
Like birds on a mission in regional fields
Without worms a-squirming, dirt without yields
My heart is so willowy, hope’s trickling away
So i’ll drag my bones out on some other day.
I’ll run to the supermarket open til nine
And buy what I need and then I’ll be fine.
©2022 CBialczak Poetry
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