Ghost window – foto by Smith
Two Truths in Want of Fiction
There’s a ghost of a chicken’s squawk
In the small dog yap penned across the way
Been barking two years now
Guess it’s got nowhere to go
There’s an urgency beating at me
Beating at me beating at me
An urgency beating at me
And I ain’t no drum
— Smith, 7-25-2011
Ant farm – foto by Smith