fat slippers

the day of the last day
of the month beholdens us
to ask the sun to stop tricking
around and to settle, less to the north than to the south.

the time for real ad libbers
and seal skin shoes treading
waves through the ice roles
is nigh to realize
that they are just a then
and a hen lives in a pen
scratch fasting in the dirt,
worms are not words and similarly
neither are hoards of gold.