Ill-fitting Suit:

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ll-fitting Suit

The world is an ill-fitting suit. 

Lost, looking for mooring. 

Sunset lost behind a storm 

grey sky. Scattered, 

leaves brown 

after the dandelions first yellow. 

Out of sorts. Misplaced. Left in order 

in this Disheveled world 

An ill-fitting suit 

Looking for mooring. 

Spring MMXVIII W.E. Drake