you sit in my shirt
pocket with other
instruments i carry,
next to my heart.
short sleeved,
white,
a stubby tie. horn
rimmed, argyle socked.
ears
protruding, pomade slicked
hair with little freckles
by one eye.
when i go to Staples tomorrow
wing tipped and slacked
high,
i will buy, in your honor,
a new leather
protector.
you sit in my shirt
~noxalio~
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