Anome

Days slip

Quickly assigned

Sewing a presence

For which I neigh reside

Forecast

Sealing into

The Anomic Life

Some essence

You may have met

Running this

Saying that

But, this she you know

No. She is not me

I’ve pulled her nighting-gown round

Tied such lustrous knots

Oh I assure you darling

She is for none of your thoughts+