god be sitting on a fence up the road i saw him peering at the traffic passing by then he wandered over to the tobacco shop said something to the barelegged boy leaning on the countertop adjusted his spandex shorts and left Share this: Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Like this:Like Loading... poetry Share This Previous Post← darkness darkness Next Postshaking his shake like → shaking his shake like You May Also Like Blog stand together View Post Posts Emily Dickinson View Post Posts Stroke My Terror View Post