bigfoot roams
21AUG26
in the mist
there is an aching
a dull knife
what are you making
of your life
there is a quiet
along it floats
middle of the night
plays its notes
in your head
hints of signs
it is read
between the lines
silently it streams
the pied piper
in the dreams
you try to decipher
makes its trips
for your good
as bigfoot slips
into the woods
into the mist
without a trace
they both exist
in this place
Enjoy your Friday. Do not remain aloof from the goof.
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