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by BOB GALLO Jan 5, 2024 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
These forlorn daffodils talk about the whiteness of your bones, from the whiteness beneath the painted canvases, from the whiteness which is cracking and withering like paint on a clandestine Rembrandt masterpiece. They pale, crack and fall, and you will wilt from within in your white bones' petioles.