Misjudged, B

Detached donkey bone

From a carcass rotting alone,

Torn away, by a stray wolf

What was, is not me

__ Time is not kind

What is, I cannot see.

Don’t pretend or dissimulate

What you cannot relate,

Leave me alone, used fork

On a dinner plate

Never mind I don’t care

If you are the lock and I

Am the key,

Because after these many years,

You don’t know me.




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