the second Gargoyle
You were at the window
When I left you
In anger
I looked back
Someone projected
From the gutter
Of that same
Stinking building
Throwing a spout of rain
from a
Mouth not
Really grotesque
But it was more
than an animal,
no doubt
it was you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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