Squabbling Greystone Cobblers

And

you can hear that
upcoming snapshot–

it darts and
stabs you in the eye
when you’re not looking.

What is it?

Are we entranced?

Are we a squabbling mass
of greystone cobblers?

The answer
is all of the above.

Author: Aidan Badinger

Wharved.com I am a poet. I write poems. Titles and subjects and subsequent readership are all part of one fragmented figment of our universe, and it's nice that we take it so seriously. Hopefully the craft remains and grows stronger for our children. View all posts by Aidan Badinger