WANDERLUST SKUNK

 

There is no one way

that’s the right way.

I found my way

up the stairs

and waited for the coffee

percolating in the pot

 

and munched on

thinly cut slices

of provolone cheese.

 

I saw

a couple snowflakes

barely able

to reach the ground

but I still couldn’t

get past the smell

of a wanderlust skunk.

 

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