november tale

her communique arrived with it's expression of her feeling

i swear i had no idea she'd been holding and concealing

such a storm of words unsaid

that absurd as it appears

had been blowing in her head

for twenty-seven years

i knew i had to face her so i grabbed my davy crocket

threw a scarf around my neck

and twenty dollars in my pocket

i found her in the same old place

pamphlet in her fist

when i saw her windblown face

she said well