Brunch Lake

by grimbeau

Not clearing, grey stays

The corseteers drink cream

Chicken cup soups

With gullible croutons


Corrugated tin roof din

Wet cats weep

Waiting for morsels

Or dead fledglings

Drowned maiden flight.


A quick gasper, some goss

Back to whalebones

And big hollow needles

For fat cameleopards