As It Happens
A formed and ready tooth
Barely protrudes through
An expectant gum line.
A palm reading declares
Greatness that turns
Fortune into a child’s prank.
A profound insight
Mingles with “needs a bath” stink
Carried on the frailty of a moment passing.
None of us are ready
For the lazing pre-Fall haze
To be over, I am swollen with it.
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