Body art hides would strip for a inquisitive bear
Are you fanning the flames
As you could strike a pine upon a Mountain side
a crumbling slated road and old white clay pipe.
That you place back where a pigeon would hide
Behind childrens Tales of blood covered pillow.
and a fable of fallen house by a Spring
a forest fisherman sews and ignores the barbs
As a bear lures itself in to a long stay vacation
On abandoned branch Line pictures trading
Don’t drink and try to swim as the static bell
dives dividing time and stitches.
Learning the Winnipeg Rules of swimming
In a dry Poole of floating pottery vaquarium