Prepared

dried beans, salt pork,
flour, lard, coffee,
and whiskey...

matches, sharp knife,
a coat, boots, dried dog food.
candles and books...

pull the blanket close,
hold those that you love.
storm clouds, hard lightning,

eyes squinted, lips tight!

poem by Eric CockrellReport problemRelated quotes
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