by SHAWN
In The Dead Courtyard
The Cracked Bird Bath
Is Filled With Dirty Water
I Walk To One Corner
Looked Down To The Ground,
See A Rock
With The Letter “S” In Peeling Blue Paint
The Ghost From The Tree,
Flipping My Pages From Side To Side.
The Pages Repeat What My Grandma Always Said.
Shawn’s A Good Boy
He’s As Sweet As Candy