Tag: mourning dove

• October 15, 2021

  Mourning Doves Alive Again

  Halitosis afflicts the discussion  Two tones Distributed as one. Hang-nail dangles from their pinky  Holds court AMONG the coffee cup. Back braced against  A Cotton sealed spine. They met with pigeons in mind. Dirty birds. Dirty words.  Clustered in flocks and folds. Inside the hotel room  Secrets assume a closed fist. Love taps begin  Lust…